No Names lyrics

TRAPPERMAN DALE
CHORUS

Gotta Love the Haters
Always tip the waiter, Tenderloin steaks, loaded baked potatoes
Running through the paper, f*ck it, go and bet it all on the Lakers
Trying get it straight
You don’t handle business, How can you relate?
I don’t want to date, I just want to put some bows at your place
They’ve been all in the way
Every dollar i saved, it came all off of plays
Got some sh*t in her name, Charge that sh*t to the game
I ain’t saying no names, I ain’t saying no names

VERSE 1
Aye, I ain’t saying sh*t, got a problem get to spraying sh*t b*tch
You gotta let my mans hit, I ain’t sparing sh*t, i got a bad b*tch
Four way play by the alley with it
Aye, no scale but i had to get it
I had the same ole voice in my head when i squeeze on a hammer
It’s like I got bad decisons
Lito give me the Draco
I ain’t gonna shoot, I wanna see a n*gga face though
Aye, used to love pulling kickdoors
Now i eat Steak Maui plates, no pick 4s
Drop it off, no volvo
Got a yellow bone with me, ten in my cargos
Yeah, still serving in a poncho
Dream team, n*gga i’m a full fledge honcho
Sauce, i’m getting lost
They hit on the lights, and I’m hittin the exhaust
Four forty-eight, piece that b*tch out the house
Save up for what, i was raised by a hog
Stay down, i might miss a few meals just to ball
I’m scraping, won’t see me till fall
I love all my haters, I need all of yall
I talk a little sh*t when that sack come in raw
TRAPPERMAN DALE
CHORUS

Gotta Love the Haters
Always tip the waiter, Tenderloin steaks, loaded baked potatoes
Running through the paper, f*ck it, go and bet it all on the Lakers
Trying get it straight
You don’t handle business, How can you relate?
I don’t want to date, I just want to put some bows at your place
They’ve been all in the way
Every dollar i saved, it came all off of plays
Got some sh*t in her name, Charge that sh*t to the game
I ain’t saying no names, I ain’t saying no names



STARLITO
VERSE 2

I got back of them 275s, I might just play it and pick 3
I made a ten off of 50
I made it and spent that sh*t this week
I bet a dub on the Jaguars
If I hit for that, buy a NASCAR
If i lose i’m snatch that sh*t anyway
Triple black on my Benz, and my Escalade
I ain’t trippin on sh*t before yesterday
Got yo hoe, and my b*tch on a double date (Lito)
If they say that i did it, i probably did
Had to tell all the strippers I’m not a trick
No this is not a lick, pull up holla at my partner
Gots say he he got that gelato in
I’m stuck trying to get off this other sh*t
Ticket low, i got a lot of them
I bet five or nine just to buy the rims
F in the middle
Yeah f*ck how you feeling I’m getting it in
Keep it too real, i know n*ggas pretend, Free my n*ggas in the pen
Just left CVS, and i bought all the moneypaks
When i get done with that, i’m up a hundred racks
I get the money, the hate it just come with that
I brought the gun, even though I just come to rap
TRAPPERMAN DALE
CHORUS

Gotta Love the Haters
Always tip the waiter, Tenderloin steaks, loaded baked potatoes
Running through the paper, f*ck it, go and bet it all on the Lakers
Trying get it straight
You don’t handle business, How can you relate?
I don’t want to date, I just want to put some bows at your place
They’ve been all in the way
Every dollar i saved, it came all off of plays
Got some sh*t in her name, Charge that sh*t to the game
I ain’t saying no names, I ain’t saying no names