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Nobody Kan Help You Video (MV)




Performed By: Drago Fso
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Izaiah Conway




Drago Fso - Nobody Kan Help You Lyrics
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Stay down till you come up, that's what Brody always told me
Watch your back and never get snaked out just by your homie
I been popping percs and focused on this money, got no homies, that's why I feel lonely
Riding with it on me
And I don't want no co-d
Yeah, my kidney's filled with codeine
Ah, yeah, okay, come on
He tried to play the double cross
But bitch I slime I grab the ball and pick it Randy Moss
She want be with me, I turn her up, teach her to floss
S double M the set and YSN the label boss
Yeah, come on, bend the curb with Moe
And I'm with lil Nai walk in the function, take all of your hoes
I might f*ck your bitch, she suck my dick, but no, she cannot post
Was just right in my cell, I wrap the laundry up just like pillow
And it's free the one, I beat your ass don't need a gun
She eat me up cause she a munch
I'm breakfast, dinner and the lunch
I go like slatt, slatt, make lil hoe my slut slut
I'm gon cuff her butt, kicked her out she ain't make me nut
Oh
You ain't never break no P down to no onions, yeah on God
You ain't never walk in function smell like Funyuns, bitch this Za
Y'all talk heavy shit, but don't never got no weight, no cap facade
And bitch I'm heaven sent, I'm giving all my praise and thanks to God
Nobody can help you
When I walk you down and that laser just aimed right at your head
I made a promise, now he gon' regret when he talked on my set
Tell them crackers pay me, bitch I want my munyun
And just like Simmons said, you run up, bet your ass get dunyun
I can hit you with this seven-six-two, or just leave you stunned
Pick a side, but either way it go, you better not run
Yeah it's time to get him, these nana clips make sure we split em
When I'm with your ho, she swallow me, when she with you, she spit em
Everything is off the dome, this real authentic make sure that you feel it
Any nigga, try to come for me, I bet I get to shitting
Leave him shitty, I ain't showing pity
Put his ass like six feet, then make your hoe show me her titties
Make it hard to do they job, I tell them come and get me, on God
And bitch I ain't never do no acrobat, so you can't flip me, on God
Sparked that nigga off the phone, he thought he couldn't get touched
Y'all niggas stay trapping onions, we get P's just by the bunch
He try slide up on my block and he got rolled up in a blunt
Smoke this wood I'm feeling good, I'm with my stunners we gon stunt
Blatt blatt bitch I'm brazy
Sliding on a f*ck nigga that try to play my baby
Make sure when I wake up, call my girl a pretty lady
I ain't arguing with no bitch, that bitch like Big Body, big Stacy
If you know then you know, if that shoe fit then it fit
Ice too cold, I'm in my mode, I think that I need to take a piss
Think my closet mad at me, the way it keep on throwing fits
You gon pay to see me, then I go in the back and f*ck your bitch
Ha
I don't give a f*ck
Yeah rolling, up
In the air it's stuck
Tryna go against my gang, you gon' need some luck
Look at your hoe just one time, bet she finna give it up
Yeah, slatt, slatt
Bitch, I'm slimy
I'm grimy, cut throat conniving
Bitch, my niggas on that timing
Yeah, bitch I ain't just rhyming
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Stay down till you come up, that's what Brody always told me
Watch your back and never get snaked out just by your homie
I been popping percs and focused on this money, got no homies, that's why I feel lonely
Riding with it on me
And I don't want no co-d
Yeah, my kidney's filled with codeine
Ah, yeah, okay, come on
He tried to play the double cross
But bitch I slime I grab the ball and pick it Randy Moss
She want be with me, I turn her up, teach her to floss
S double M the set and YSN the label boss
Yeah, come on, bend the curb with Moe
And I'm with lil Nai walk in the function, take all of your hoes
I might f*ck your bitch, she suck my dick, but no, she cannot post
Was just right in my cell, I wrap the laundry up just like pillow
And it's free the one, I beat your ass don't need a gun
She eat me up cause she a munch
I'm breakfast, dinner and the lunch
I go like slatt, slatt, make lil hoe my slut slut
I'm gon cuff her butt, kicked her out she ain't make me nut
Oh
You ain't never break no P down to no onions, yeah on God
You ain't never walk in function smell like Funyuns, bitch this Za
Y'all talk heavy shit, but don't never got no weight, no cap facade
And bitch I'm heaven sent, I'm giving all my praise and thanks to God
Nobody can help you
When I walk you down and that laser just aimed right at your head
I made a promise, now he gon' regret when he talked on my set
Tell them crackers pay me, bitch I want my munyun
And just like Simmons said, you run up, bet your ass get dunyun
I can hit you with this seven-six-two, or just leave you stunned
Pick a side, but either way it go, you better not run
Yeah it's time to get him, these nana clips make sure we split em
When I'm with your ho, she swallow me, when she with you, she spit em
Everything is off the dome, this real authentic make sure that you feel it
Any nigga, try to come for me, I bet I get to shitting
Leave him shitty, I ain't showing pity
Put his ass like six feet, then make your hoe show me her titties
Make it hard to do they job, I tell them come and get me, on God
And bitch I ain't never do no acrobat, so you can't flip me, on God
Sparked that nigga off the phone, he thought he couldn't get touched
Y'all niggas stay trapping onions, we get P's just by the bunch
He try slide up on my block and he got rolled up in a blunt
Smoke this wood I'm feeling good, I'm with my stunners we gon stunt
Blatt blatt bitch I'm brazy
Sliding on a f*ck nigga that try to play my baby
Make sure when I wake up, call my girl a pretty lady
I ain't arguing with no bitch, that bitch like Big Body, big Stacy
If you know then you know, if that shoe fit then it fit
Ice too cold, I'm in my mode, I think that I need to take a piss
Think my closet mad at me, the way it keep on throwing fits
You gon pay to see me, then I go in the back and f*ck your bitch
Ha
I don't give a f*ck
Yeah rolling, up
In the air it's stuck
Tryna go against my gang, you gon' need some luck
Look at your hoe just one time, bet she finna give it up
Yeah, slatt, slatt
Bitch, I'm slimy
I'm grimy, cut throat conniving
Bitch, my niggas on that timing
Yeah, bitch I ain't just rhyming
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Writer: Izaiah Conway
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