No Courtesy lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Peso, Peso, Peso
G Major Got B-B-B-Beats
Ayyy

[Verse]
I ran that money up, how could you be mad at that?
These n*ggas acting like they killers, but ain't shoot when they had a strap
And them P's just came in like, n*gga, where the trappers at?
All that wolfing that you doing, f*ck 'round get you and your daddy wacked
Don't come around me acting gangster, lil n*gga, 'cause I ain't having that
n*ggas talking all that money sh*t, but these n*ggas ain't had a rack
n*ggas acting like they killers, same n*ggas we be laughing at
And the way that I be shooting that Automatic, ain't no clapping back
I got designer on my body when I'm hoping in the Masi'
I'm in anothеr n*gga hood and I'll pop him if he try me
And thesе n*ggas really be hoes 'cause they be talking all behind me
Alot of police in my hood because the coppers tryna find me
I be ducked off
A n*gga playing with my brother, he'll get f*cked off
I'm in the trap, I'm just tryna get these runtz off
It's too much movement in this b*tch, I let my gun off
A n*gga telling, f*ck around and cut his tongue off
These n*ggas need to stop the dissing
These n*ggas tryna get some clout, you gon' get the wrong attention
And if you see me in that bucket, then you know I'm on a mission
And yeah, I'm fresh up outta jail, but that don't mean I'm out the system
And I ain't serving nun these n*ggas 'cause the n*ggas undercover
That n*gga friendly than a b*tch, he calling everybody brothers
That n*gga acting like the plug, but we know that he's a runner
And yeah, they got me out on bond, but I'm still posted with the cuttas
Man, these rappers act like b*tches, they ain't never in the trenches
I had to cut off lots of n*ggas 'cause they [?] up in my [?]
You had to get it from your parents, but I got it out the kitchen
And you ain't even got a gun, but be talking like you a killer
Hit that n*gga with a .30, Stephen Curry that n*gga
And if a n*gga keep on playing I'ma bury a n*gga
And if a feel like you a rat I ain't serving you, n*gga
And if you play, you gotta die, ain't no courtesy, n*gga