No Cases - Young Drummer Boy

Run the money like it’s running back

If you really spent your money

Get your money back

Listen bitch

I be running after money like a running back

Oh you spent your money on her

Get your money back

Oh you doing all that yelling

What you barking at?

Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at

I can’t stop now, I’m too anxious

Don’t get too close, I’m too dangerous

Bitch I can’t get caught, I’m too faceless

Who else got bodies like me, but no cases

Ay bitch I go crazy

See that nina on my hip?

That’s my baby

I was meaning to fuck but I was lazy

My little homie got it on him, that’s a .380

Bitch I got two faces

Bitch I need to get this money

I’m impatient

Yeah you slow walk, I be racin'

All you do is talk motherfucker, you be fakin'

Bitch I be getting money, I don’t need to rap

Directly on the throne is where I’m seated at

All these suckas hating but I’m loving that

I don’t care about ‘em, huh don’t bring that thang back

I be running after money like a running back

Oh you spent your money on her

Get your money back

Oh you doing all that yelling

What you barking at?

Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at

I can’t stop now, I’m too anxious

Don’t get too close, I’m too dangerous

Bitch I can’t get caught, I’m too faceless

Who else got bodies like me, but no cases

Why you snitching on your homies?

We ain’t cool with that

All that talking on them phones

We ain’t doing that

Lil baddie on my line

Bitch I’m done with that

If you really want the beef

Show me where you at

You be telling on them phones

That’s a hot line

If you think we in a race

You can stop trying

Why you talking all that gang shit?

Stop lying

Bitch we really in the field with them Glock nines

Bitch I made a hundred off that laptop

My little homies in the field with them lamb chops

Exactly what you are, bitch I am not

I’m getting money muthafucker and I can’t stop

I be running after money like a running back

Oh you spent your money on her

Get your money back

Oh you doing all that yelling

What you barking at?

Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at

I can’t stop now, I’m too anxious

Don’t get too close, I’m too dangerous

Bitch I can’t get caught, I’m too faceless

Who else got bodies like me, but no cases