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No Squares (Feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Battle axe rap swingin' like 84 elbows

On the H-Town slab Cadillac Eldo

Spokes pokin' I should be the weed

Don't stop me from workin' spokesperson cause I get it in

Stoned, active like a sober person runnin'

Rather have my feet hurtin' than my pockets

I chase that money down like it said somethin' bout my mama

I chase that money down like I think it took my wallet

I chase that money down like it key scratched my impala

I chase that money down pile it up and climb on top it

Trill nigga mountain at the summit countin' hunneds

You try and take me from it you gone plummet to the bottom

If there was a winning contest then I did won it, done it

Bossed up playa kick it I'm a punter

No pun intended I'm a stunner

Brung the land to the motor cross ramp like fuck it

I'ma jump it, officer love muffin

It should be a crime how you lockin' down that bitch

But the girl mine

Said she wouldn't do it again for the third time

Figured you realize at some point that the girl lyin'

Either you blind or you don't mind

Either way I'd never hustle with yo kind

'Cause we'd never get no bread

You too scared

Pimpin' this the 3rd installment, what you sayin'No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

Ain't been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attentionI'm rolling up an insane amount of smoke

Diamonds all up in the chain around my throat

Telling me that I should change, it's all I know

I live the dream of private planes and piles of dough

Tatted on my face 'cause that's what I believe in

Make sure they know it's T.G.O.D when they see me

We was broke but know we getting used to bread

Versace on and watching my Medusa heads

You niggas looking hungry, you could use some bread

You niggas need security, you could use a craig

My young niggas slanging where them users is

I'm from Pistolvania where them shooters is

Dressing like a hippy, drinking gin straight

Heard they money funny, bitch I been straight

Hundred for them bottles, spending 10 straight

Me and Spitta got the templateNo square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

Ain't been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

No square shall enter in the circle of winners

They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention

Songwriters

THOMAZ, CAMERON / FRANKLIN, SHANTE / MARINO, GERARD KPublished by

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