Video No Hook de John Gabbana 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

John Gabbana - No Hook Lyrics

I'm in the streets for real
Taking jits to school 'cause bitch I teach for real
Say my name the wrong way shit get hot, I keep that heat for real
They sleep for real, my bitch she a freak, her pussy sweet for real
No peace for real, we don't play that shit boy you'll get beat for real
Breaking down a swisher bout to burn this gelato
No bodyguard, I got that choppa with everywhere I go
Buy a bottle, bitches swallow, feel like I'm Johnny Bravo
F& N is holding 30 and this bitch fully auto
Damn, love my baby momma but that bitch so toxic
Hold up, let me change the motha fucking topic
John ain't bout shit, psshh stop it
Link up nigga let's get shit popping
Go broke, nigga I'm plotting
On the next nigga I'm robbing
On the next nigga we mopping
Turnt up nigga we mobbing
"Look nigga you know I'm from Duval County Florida nigga shut up"
Lick the bowl, wipe ya nose
Touch ya toes, strike a pose
On probation still keep a pole
If I get caught I'm going up the road
But I ain't getting caught up
Don't get yo self balled up
You niggas ain't raw as us
You niggas is soft as fuck
I keep a toaster, super soaker
Once I fuck bitch I'ma ghost ya
Popped two tabs now I feel like Yoda
Nigga be stressing dawg it's hard to stay sober
Still with the shits I ain't even gon' hold ya
Streets turnt me to a ma fucking soldier
You know this ain't shit to a vulture
I do this right here for the culture
Gotta go hard for the family, getting rap money and scamming
Ion even do that dumb shit no mo the crackers still on my back tryna bam me
Fuck it, everything dandy
Riding in a phantom no Danny
If I eat one of them candies
I'ma fuck that bitch through her panties
What's the word
I don't talk, I just sit back and I observe
Ran up a check I think it's time for me to splurge
Yea I love her but that bitch get on my nerves
You see this hunnit thousand dollars when I smirk
"Ayy it's John Gabbana nigga put some respect on my motha fucking name lil bitch"
Look, shit can get jumping like hopscotch
Diamonds be dancing like pop lock
Got some good head from a thot thot
If you run up you get shot shot
Let me explain, not playing them games
We love to bang, you the know name
Boy keep yo head up if everything change
The fake gon' head out but the real gon' remain
I'm speaking facts, you making claims
Give me the racks, you keep the fame
Marionettist, I'm pulling strings
If you don't want smoke don't you speak on my name
Tell them hating niggas to sit down and take notes
Don't hang around bum niggas I'm surrounded by goats
Girl you gon' be famous if we fuck and I post it
Out of all them rappers John Gabbana the coldest
I'm a different breed, this a breeze
I really do this shit with ease
Not too many niggas can fuck with me
So many people trust in me
John Gabbana feed the streets
My nigga I bleed these streets
They know wassup with me
Real niggas gon' fuck with me