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?)