No Joke – Gunna
Genre Rap

LYRIC
No Joke

Intro

Metro Boomin want some more nigga

Chorus

I rock Balmains [Yeah], swerve in all lanes [All lanes
Don't play no games [Nah], ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I don't do no hating [No hating], ain't got no main [No main
Let that clip hang [Hang], got that pole [Got that pole
I rock Balmains, ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I rock Palm Angels, ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I might road rage, swerve in all lanes [All lanes
With my gang gang, 'til I'm gone ['Til I'm gone], yeah

Verse 1

Got gas like Amaco [Amaco], hey [Hey
Count this cash, I got more [I got more], hey
Don't need no flash, lightning bolts [Lightning bolts], hey
Smash, I got racks in the dashboard [Dashboard
I boarded a jet without my passport [Passport
Had to cut my ties, you a bad source [A bad source
Informant ass nigga, working task force [Task force
Yeah I got racks ho [I got racks
And we'll pass a ho [We'll pass], she want a young Metro [Wanted young Metro
Baby girl got the best throat [Best
Bitch we going in beast mode [Beast
I land in Heathrow [Heathrow
Please keep my lean cold
Givenchy lens [Lens
I don't see you cheap hoes [Cheap hoes
Sixty five Benz [Benz], yeah this the big bro [The big bro
It cost me ten [Ten], I got three pedals [Pedals
With my new rare clothes [Rare], I'm drippin' Rick O, oh oh

Chorus

I rock Balmains [Yeah], swerve in all lanes [All lanes
Don't play no games [Nah], ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I don't do no hating [No hating], ain't got no main [No main
Let that clip hang [Hang], got that pole [Got that pole
I rock Balmains, ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I rock Palm Angels, ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I might road rage, swerve in all lanes [All lanes
With my gang gang, 'til I'm gone ['Til I'm gone], yeah

Verse 2

My bitch got cameltoe [Cameltoe], hey [Hey
Sweet like cantaloupe [Cantaloupe], hey
Got my back from off the ropes [Off the ropes], hey
Live inside the bank, make the deposit though ['Posit though
Why the hell you ain't sign with Boominati dawg? ['Nati dawg
Snatch me a new coupe, I got it polished though [Polished though
Mansion in L.A., shit look like Mally Mal [Mally Mal
Ayy I ball [Ball], young nigga ball [Young nigga ball
Stand on hundreds tall [Tall], fuck up the shopping mall [Shopping mall
Drippin', I left you the sauce [Sauce
Puttin' them racks in the vault [Vault
I heard you was playing with the sauce [Sauce
We rich and we big as the law [Law
Trust me I'm keeping it raw [Keeping it raw
My brother be peeping you out [Peeping you out
Trust in my dog with a paw [Dog with a paw
Cut in the game with a saw [Saw
Pour up and just fuck what it cost [Fuck what it cost
Yeah, this water like Voss [Voss
Yeah, your ho will get tossed [Tossed
Money done made me a boss

Chorus

I rock Balmains ['Mains], swerve in all lanes [Lanes
Don't play no games [No], ain't no joke [Joke, joke
I don't do no hating, ain't got no main [No main
Let that clip hang [Hang], got that pole [Got that pole
I rock Balmains, ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I rock Palm Angels, ain't no joke [Ain't no joke
I might road rage, swerve in all lanes [All lanes
With my gang gang, 'til I'm gone ['Til I'm gone], yeah

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