"No Info" lyrics
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the house without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the crib without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Came up from the trenches, ain't chasin' no bitches, get rich
Yeah, I keep the stick on me, dumpin' on opps, it wasn't my first option
I've been with the shits, won't hit a lick on me
Jumped off the porch and finessed my way through the 6, that's on a big homie (Big homie)
Won't hit a lick on me (Lick on me), I keep the stick on me (Stick on me), I keep the stick on me
Mom ain't raised no bitch, I ain't have no daddy for no hero
'Posed to die by 25 like every other negro
I know a lot of niggas in my hood pushing kilos
Either that or rap or hope your ass can hit a free throw
Used to flip through cartoons with the remote
Nowadays, that clip hold thirty, I ain't gotta reload
If it's 'bout them c-notes, pull up on your block like Debo
Money, bitches, guns, informants, that shit boost my ego
Came up from the trenches, ain't chasin' no bitches, get rich
Yeah, I keep the stick on me, dumpin' on opps, it wasn't my first option
I've been with the shits, won't hit a lick on me
Jumped off the porch and finessed my way through the 6, that's on a big homie (Big homie)
Won't hit a lick on me (Lick on me), I keep the stick on me (Stick on me), I keep the stick on me
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the house without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Wake up, roll up and light the eido
Don't leave the crib without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Man, these crackers all through your boy bag, bruh
Nigga gave the wrong nigga money, I'm talkin' racks
Can you say Neimans? Can you say Saks Fifth?
[?]
Black boy, black boy, run through the racks and act, boy
Trap, boy and rap, boy and show them young niggas how to act, boy
Dance, tap, boy, throw designer on your back, boy
Promote they shit so they can grow from it and sell it back to us with the cap, boy
Black boy, black boy, believe everything that he rap, boy
Now you wanna dress like your favorite rapper, you know mama can't afford that, boy
Fuck a dress shirt and some slacks, boy, don't get a job, get a strap, boy
Hit a lick, flip a brick, you a real nigga now, facts, boy
White man, white man, start a business, that's the right plan
Take the culture we created and sell it back to us for a price, man
Fly a nigga out and make him sign his whole life away when his flight land
Before the black boy get a piece of the pie, make sure you get your slice, man
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the house without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the crib without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Don't leave the house without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the crib without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Came up from the trenches, ain't chasin' no bitches, get rich
Yeah, I keep the stick on me, dumpin' on opps, it wasn't my first option
I've been with the shits, won't hit a lick on me
Jumped off the porch and finessed my way through the 6, that's on a big homie (Big homie)
Won't hit a lick on me (Lick on me), I keep the stick on me (Stick on me), I keep the stick on me
Mom ain't raised no bitch, I ain't have no daddy for no hero
'Posed to die by 25 like every other negro
I know a lot of niggas in my hood pushing kilos
Either that or rap or hope your ass can hit a free throw
Used to flip through cartoons with the remote
Nowadays, that clip hold thirty, I ain't gotta reload
If it's 'bout them c-notes, pull up on your block like Debo
Money, bitches, guns, informants, that shit boost my ego
Came up from the trenches, ain't chasin' no bitches, get rich
Yeah, I keep the stick on me, dumpin' on opps, it wasn't my first option
I've been with the shits, won't hit a lick on me
Jumped off the porch and finessed my way through the 6, that's on a big homie (Big homie)
Won't hit a lick on me (Lick on me), I keep the stick on me (Stick on me), I keep the stick on me
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the house without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Wake up, roll up and light the eido
Don't leave the crib without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Man, these crackers all through your boy bag, bruh
Nigga gave the wrong nigga money, I'm talkin' racks
Can you say Neimans? Can you say Saks Fifth?
[?]
Black boy, black boy, run through the racks and act, boy
Trap, boy and rap, boy and show them young niggas how to act, boy
Dance, tap, boy, throw designer on your back, boy
Promote they shit so they can grow from it and sell it back to us with the cap, boy
Black boy, black boy, believe everything that he rap, boy
Now you wanna dress like your favorite rapper, you know mama can't afford that, boy
Fuck a dress shirt and some slacks, boy, don't get a job, get a strap, boy
Hit a lick, flip a brick, you a real nigga now, facts, boy
White man, white man, start a business, that's the right plan
Take the culture we created and sell it back to us for a price, man
Fly a nigga out and make him sign his whole life away when his flight land
Before the black boy get a piece of the pie, make sure you get your slice, man
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the house without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Wake up, roll up and light the indo
Don't leave the crib without the extendo
I throw my hood up out the window
If 12 pull up, we give no info
Writer(s): Fulton Yard, Neal Pogue, Kyle Thomas Clow
