No Gimmicks

(Dior head to toe, but I still got my blade)
(No gimmicks, they know I does this)
(Been this nigga before the fame)
(Why they mention my name for clout?)
(Why these niggas keep scopin' my chain?)
(One call, have dem throwin' bine while they up on the net throwin' so much —)
(Dior head to toe, but I still got my blade)
(No gimmicks, they know I does this)
(Been this nigga before the fame)
(Why they mention my name for clout?)
(Why these niggas keep scopin' my chain?)
(One call, have dem throwin' bine while they up on the net throwin' so much —)
Dior head to toe, but I still got my blade
No gimmicks, they know I does this
Been this nigga before the fame
Why they mention my name for clout?
Why these niggas keep scopin' my chain?
One call, have dem throwin' bine while they up on the net throwin' so much shade
Dior head to toe, but I still got my blade
No gimmicks, they know I does this
Been this nigga before the fame
Why they mention my name for clout?
Why these niggas keep scopin' my chain?
One call, have dem throwin' bine while they up on the net throwin' so much shade
It's like they hate to see you win, but I'll never lose, can't settle for failure
Kitten City, slept on plenty, bando ain't tryna get clocked by the neighbour
Businessman now, I got investments, if I want, say I'm a stock trader
Weren't there when I needed a helpin' hand, now they want a hand—out or favour
Bad B, skin all light, she golden, foreign from Australia
She know I don't wear Balmain, walk in my wardrobe see a lot of Bottega
'Member all them mackerel whips had brodie fillin up man's container
Dem man are actors, John Boyega, I can get a bwoy shot wit' a laser
Watch little bro swing that ying and open chest, don't care what you bench press
Lamborghini truck, press start, she already tryna snap the headrest
What I made off SONY, can cop me the yard wid a pool
'Member OT trips backed in that Corsa, who would've thought I would ball?
Teacher said i should've been school, but i went on drills from Weddey
Don't know 'bout no test or essay
Had me in jail for half a decade
Went S street, shoot like Pele
Ay, don't get bun like a Zeggae
All this top shelf, come from LA
Smokin' out of the pound wid Renae
CC on my thot from Paris
All of my sticks got shells like Penne, but it mashes
And I got paper like some mache
Rocks in my chain just dance all night, like their doing ballet
Gangdem pulled up, Ranges twinning, back to back
Got them sat in the vallet
Emeralds in my pendant, rackades
SK got a kick, Mbappe
Double four and it kicks like Usman
Even got it when I eat in the cafe
They say that I take my career for granted, like they really know what I've endured
Only Allah knows best, so I just keep faith and my mind stays reassured
I remember when the yard was cold
I remember when the walls had mould
Now man send that mould off, get back teeth with ice
My drillers dont jump out spazzing, just creep up like thieves in the night
That kettles causing chaos
Left skin all bun, no brioche
Back on the wing, buying credit
Tryna hold my finger still for this kiosk
Unruly, comfy, anywhere with these chains on, 'course they're untucked
Cars so dark, can't dwell on that, got a Dwell on my arm or Sundust
Ice is on, still swingin' my plug like nunchucks
Dior head to toe, but I still got my blade
No gimmicks, they know I does this
Been this nigga before the fame
Why they mention my name for clout?
Why these niggas keep scopin' my chain?
One call, have dem throwin' bine while they up on the net throwin' so much shade
Dior head to toe, but I still got my blade
No gimmicks, they know I does this
Been this nigga before the fame
Why they mention my name for clout?
Why these niggas keep scopin' my chain?
One call, have dem throwin' bine while they up on the net throwin' so much shade
(JJ, what you tellin' me fam?)