Unknown Artist — NØ MØRE feat. pulse Prod. By Paryo

[intro] No more No more Hey HUh what No more Bitch [Chorus] I don't even know no more I don’t want your hoe no more Dior my clothes, now my shit not old no more Nigga's mad they broke I'm not broke no more Used to be a joke Don’t sleep on the floor no more I don't need no friends Money on me till the end uh Momma she hating my sins But choppa on me it defined Nigga don't try me Cause I'm pulling up with my twin She was a dime piece But she just fucking for the bands [Verse] No, she fucking for clout I'm G you see the belt You trash Oscar the grouch He a rat we mini his mouse She want the meat in her mouth uh But I don't think I want your spouse uh Talk to the dead like I'm clause She full send off the alc like she nelk Woah Ok She off a prec four-way uh Look at my wrist snow day uh I get the gawp likes it's moly She a freak like circus that Soleil uh Sarceface on me tony uh Rip Kolbe That’s a date just Where is your Rollie [Bridge] Yeah, uh Like Where is your timepiece No more of the lies, please You undermined me But I’m on my grind see Vv's on me they b blinding She shooting my heart but I’m a star So I'm keep shining [Chorus] I don't even know no more I don't want your hoe no more Dior my clothes, now my shit not old no more Nigga’s mad they broke I'm not broke no more Used to be a joke Don't sleep on the floor no more I don't need no friends Money on me till the end uh Momma she hating my sins But choppa on me it defined Nigga don't try me Cause I'm pulling up with my twin She was a dime piece But she just fucking for the bands [Verse] I'm pull up with my bro Know that he toting the pole Like Thanos, we taking his soul She only want me for the dough My wrist too shiny Yeah Rocks on my first look like coal Smart like Hermione Yeah She give me head honor roll Yeah Remember digging through the trash Now I'm getting to the racks Hit the Gucci store to sax's Broke boy, you shop at gap Canadian goose on the patch Remember working to the Max's Now I'm getting paid to rap I don't want your girl take her back Red bottom shoes Louboutins When I walk in the party like who is them Don't want that bitch but I'll strew her friend When he get on the stage they start booing him Not yu-gi-oh cards but we dueling in Pull out the Choppa shooting it Used to do dills with that f and n Now I got bills I'm not stressing it Yeah [Chorus] I don't even know no more I don't want your hoe no more Dior my clothes, now my shit not old no more Nigga's mad they broke I'm not broke no more Used to be a joke Don't sleep on the floor no more I don't need no friends Money on me till the end uh Momma she hating my sins But choppa on me it defined Nigga don't try me Cause I'm pulling up with my twin She was a dime piece But she just fucking for the bands I don't even know no more No no no more No no no more