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No Security Needed (feat. Smoke & Bg Bulletwound)

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No security needed, never drunk and never weeded.

No security needed, never drunk and never weeded.

Now, no security needed.

Never drunk and never weeded No security needed Never drunk and never weeded The toughest and the roughest

and get to lyrically plot man.

Bought a little nigga from the Midwest with a swole chest, never scared to let the mini-mac bang.

You know his sack hang.

Heavy.

His constant back pain.

If you got the bigger pan, put your hands in the air.

We can go to the toe for the sack bang.

I know I gotta be united.

I'm breaking knickers off.

They way too soft.

I'm just a prodigy.

They callin' me.

Nigga, when I get it, I'ma be the better one.

I bust like a gun when I cuss from the tongue.

T-Town, when I get beat down from the seat down, that's where I'm from.

Watch as rappers meet, not a fly, and I'm like, feeling like a million, but who am I?

Lie, MCP, nigga, I'm a G. Never met another motherfucker like me.

Get him when I hit him with a little bit of rhythm, cause you never heard another nigga bust like me.

No security needed.

Never drunk and never weeded.

Just a little bit conceited.

Cause I seen I'm the meanest breed.

I'm slow, cold with it.

Modo with it.

Travel the world in your flow mode with it.

The industry ain't a friend to me.

Yeah, deliver the B, but they were slow-mo with it.

No security with it.

Hell no, we don't need it.

Hell no, we don't need it.

No security needed.

No security needed, never drunk and never weeded.

No security needed, never drunk and never weeded now.

No security needed, never drunk and never weeded.

No security needed, never drunk and never weeded.

When I'm off up in the club and I'm on them drugs, I'm beasted.

When I walk with the blood, when I talk with the blood, nigga, that's geeky.

Got a heart full of thuds and they popping them molly dots and they peaking.

I'm gonna do it like this.

We all got them blocks for the weekend.

When I stay up here, nigga, stay up here.

security cameras still flexing, I'ma beat some niggas with my left hand, feel them pussy niggas gonna stretch then, I'm dope with it, being on the block, being on the pop, low with it, being on the block, never known to stop, giving the bitches I'ma go.

Get it, nigga?

Nigga?

Bitch, you bullet wound, nigga.

Been around the club, fuck a nigga's heart stuck in his paper.

I'ma plow with it.

find me off of kansas city grind me hunting niggas out behind me paparazzi won't blind me i'm a dying piece and i'm by myself by myself no security by myself me and my ghouls we go clear the room i got mr whip we gotta find some help

And we ain't fucking with you police niggas Keep a lot of security on the low-key, nigga Bleach the bullet wound for the shawty, nigga Take a hell of a motherfucker to know me, nigga

No security needed.

Hell no we don't need it.

No security needed.

No security needed, never drunk and never weeded.

Ain't no security needed.

Never talk and never wait.

Throw it down for a minute.

crowd get to rock.

Take a sipper in it from Tennessee and I'm cocked.

Put your boy in check and throw them hands like I'm rocking.

Fuck security, I'm going ham on that mic.

Everybody want to be the one to get it going?

Got a motherfucker looking like I'm also cold.

Anybody want to be the one to get it going?

crack anybody want to be the one to get through hit a motherfucker with a rhythm and i gotta go and get it that money money i'ma tell an individual they gotta get the pinnacle i gotta keep it all

Get up in the wind with a damn motherfucker, I'ma tear these hoes I show off Put them in the back of the game, in the back of the lane, can't fuck with smoke now

If a motherfucker wanna get the fucking, I'ma come and get the gun and I may destroy ya.

If a motherfucker wanna get the fucking, I'ma come and get the gun and I may destroy ya.

Head up with the team and the nigga with the beam and I run up on the scene like, fuck yeah, ain't no love.

Get away, get away, yo, lock up.

All of my soldiers, all of my killers, all of my thugs, and all of my Gs.

Put up in the motherfucking realm to run this.

Put up in the game and to bang the heat.

Shout out to the have not.

Shout out to the mafia.

Shout out to the hustlers and them who got they pockets up.

Really gotta go and get them in there.

I'm gonna really be the one to make them make me.

I can make you popular, probably why you hate me.

Never drunk.

No Security Needed (feat. Smoke & Bg Bulletwound) by Smoke - Lyrics & Covers