"No Shame" lyrics
Get money
Get money
Do good shit with it, yeah
Didn't come from a lot
Had to work my way up
Had to stack my cake up
Had to make my paper
You can bet I won't stop
I'm a money maker
Bet they wanna see my money maker
Won't chase a man 'cause I'm a money chaser
Hold on, hold on now, I ain't got the time to sit around
Hold on now, don't you fall 'cause I can't be the one to hold you down
Girls like me, we never come from a lot
Get gwop
I'ma take it all on
I know
You feel my heart in my tone
Heart's froze
Like my stones on my neck
I'm all alone
I want the coup range
Drop top
Switching lanes
Cooking up like my name Benihana
Nobu in the summer and the winter
I got no shame
Propane
Gassed up
Light you up, little flame
Don't you know you fuckin' with a winner?
How could you know you fucking with a winner?
'Cause you ain't never winning no you never winning nothing
Coming with your big talk, big man, beg you do suttin', yeah
Big bank take lil' bank but I'ma take your whole budget and you can't do nothing
Watch me
Feels good to be all alone I'm right at home
My account got friends and they all O's
And my bitches be balling hard like all my bros
You only got opinions no goals
I remember when my mama used to cry in the night
Sacrifice and pain been runnin' wild in the night
Now I'm worldwide, I be taking flights in the night
Get on my knees praise God every night
But it's still on sight if you fuck with mines
I ain't got the time but I swear I'll find the time
Worked too, hard sleepless nights
Only sleep when it's right
Speak that shit into ya life, trust
I want the coup range
Drop top
Switching lanes
Cooking up like my name Benihana
Nobu in the summer and the winter
I got no shame
Propane
Gassed up
Light you up, little flame
Don't you know you fuckin' with a winner?
How could you know you fucking with a winner?
I want the coup range
Drop top
Switching lanes
Cooking up like my name Benihana
Nobu in the summer and the winter
I got no shame
Propane
Gassed up
Light you up, little flame
Don't you know you fuckin' with a winner?
How could you know you fucking with a winner?
Beat the statistics man I should have been dead
Or in a place where I can't get out my head
Instead I'm strong and I be making my bread
It's my destiny
Bitch
Get money
Do good shit with it, yeah
Didn't come from a lot
Had to work my way up
Had to stack my cake up
Had to make my paper
You can bet I won't stop
I'm a money maker
Bet they wanna see my money maker
Won't chase a man 'cause I'm a money chaser
Hold on, hold on now, I ain't got the time to sit around
Hold on now, don't you fall 'cause I can't be the one to hold you down
Girls like me, we never come from a lot
Get gwop
I'ma take it all on
I know
You feel my heart in my tone
Heart's froze
Like my stones on my neck
I'm all alone
I want the coup range
Drop top
Switching lanes
Cooking up like my name Benihana
Nobu in the summer and the winter
I got no shame
Propane
Gassed up
Light you up, little flame
Don't you know you fuckin' with a winner?
How could you know you fucking with a winner?
'Cause you ain't never winning no you never winning nothing
Coming with your big talk, big man, beg you do suttin', yeah
Big bank take lil' bank but I'ma take your whole budget and you can't do nothing
Watch me
Feels good to be all alone I'm right at home
My account got friends and they all O's
And my bitches be balling hard like all my bros
You only got opinions no goals
I remember when my mama used to cry in the night
Sacrifice and pain been runnin' wild in the night
Now I'm worldwide, I be taking flights in the night
Get on my knees praise God every night
But it's still on sight if you fuck with mines
I ain't got the time but I swear I'll find the time
Worked too, hard sleepless nights
Only sleep when it's right
Speak that shit into ya life, trust
I want the coup range
Drop top
Switching lanes
Cooking up like my name Benihana
Nobu in the summer and the winter
I got no shame
Propane
Gassed up
Light you up, little flame
Don't you know you fuckin' with a winner?
How could you know you fucking with a winner?
I want the coup range
Drop top
Switching lanes
Cooking up like my name Benihana
Nobu in the summer and the winter
I got no shame
Propane
Gassed up
Light you up, little flame
Don't you know you fuckin' with a winner?
How could you know you fucking with a winner?
Beat the statistics man I should have been dead
Or in a place where I can't get out my head
Instead I'm strong and I be making my bread
It's my destiny
Bitch
