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JayInTheCut - No Hook (feat. Chinatown Boys) Lyrics



JayInTheCut - No Hook (feat. Chinatown Boys) Lyrics
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Morning, Dwight
Who are you?
Who am I?
I'm Jim, we've been working together for 12 years
Weird joke, Dwight
You're not Jim, Jim's not Asian
You seriously never noticed?
Hey, hats off to you for not seeing race
Diamond choker frozen, bitch my pockets are on overflow
Said I wouldn't make it, now I'm flexin' like I told you so
Jay hopped on the track and now this shit is goin' platinum
He told me keep a strap but I pulled up with automatic guns
Jay hopped on the track I had to kill it like I always do
They payin' me for makin' people happy like a prostitute
Money, pockets heavy, got a limp, I need a substitute
I'm above these rappers, I'm so high, check the altitude
Samurai sword, just to cut the haters out
Vlone on my shirt, Gucci vintage so it's faded out
Hella pretty girls campin' out, 50-acre house
Everything pricy, wrist icy, but it's flamin' now
This that Chinatown and Jay shit
We ain't on no fake shit
Underground like basements
But your girlfriend still plays this
Hopped out the McLaren
Wearin' white just like a racist
Made a song with No Hook
You put this shit on your playlist
Haters pocket watchin', so I gotta keep a Draco
If they ever catch me slippin' then I'm finna have to lay low
Saw your girl in the streets, went up and I said, "Hey Hoe"
Now I'm in the industry, flexin' on Rolls and Alfa Romeos
Just took a break, but we back in this shit
Wrist like a lake dropped some racks on a whip
Coppin' everything inside the mall like an apocalypse
The Lamb take off the runway into space just like a rocket ship
Women on the left, money to the right
Devil on my shoulder, angels givin' me advice
Money comin' in, they think that I was sellin' dope
But the only thing I that be sellin' out, it be my shows
My flow is unbelievable
My status, unachievable
I'm rollin' up a leaf and hittin' greens 'cause I got weed to smoke
My neck look like freezing snow
I'm in a different season, though
I'm dressed up in Supreme and Louis V 'cause I got green to blow
It's that China boy sneakin' in yo' kids ear again
Yo' worst nightmare, even Freddy Kreuger's fearin' him
Commandeerin' yo' hearin'
And engineerin' delirium
Inferiors, disappearin'
Tryna smear my experience
Bitches on my dick, so you can call me an animal
I got hella thotties and I pop 'em like a Danimal
Then I saw yo' girl and she don' eat me like a cannibal
My pockets hella green so you can call that shit botanical
Now I'm flippin' on a verse
Before they take me on a Hearse
No Adderall, but I'm alert
Youngest flexer since the birth
Choppa on me and it's loaded
Spit these rhymes just like a poet
Drive the car just like I stole it
Plain Phillipe and then I froze it
I just copped a Lambo went with red, like we Slaughter Gang
I ain't 21 but yo' daughter wanna buy me drank
Patek on my arm, water like it's sittin' out in rain
Gucci on my belt, tiger round it, but I keep it tame
Draco clip longer than the Great Wall of China
I got Calvins underneath, but everything designer
Left wrist twinkle, 100k on my time
I just pulled up in the whip, not the Lambo but the Spider
Snap the fire, with the Lighter
Guns up higher, at the diner
My gang fighters and suppliers
And we buyers, yeah we flyer
In the jungle trappin' trees, I throw shade like a canopy
F*ck, I'm spittin' rapidly, this shit is comin' naturally
I live this life actually, to you it's just a fantasy
I'm the king, no anarchies, so bow down to your majesty
Gettin guap and I'm gettin' cheese
Had to bust the Rollie and it gave me allergies
VVS' on my neck I call it wind, I feel the breeze
Got the gold it look like pollen, with the ice it make you sneeze
Passin' it to Squinty 'cause you know he got the juice
Wrist glacier so snowy so I wear Canada Goose
Always keep it 100, like an angle is obtuse
I'm always at war but in Chinatown, I called a truce
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Morning, Dwight
Who are you?
Who am I?
I'm Jim, we've been working together for 12 years
Weird joke, Dwight
You're not Jim, Jim's not Asian
You seriously never noticed?
Hey, hats off to you for not seeing race
Diamond choker frozen, bitch my pockets are on overflow
Said I wouldn't make it, now I'm flexin' like I told you so
Jay hopped on the track and now this shit is goin' platinum
He told me keep a strap but I pulled up with automatic guns
Jay hopped on the track I had to kill it like I always do
They payin' me for makin' people happy like a prostitute
Money, pockets heavy, got a limp, I need a substitute
I'm above these rappers, I'm so high, check the altitude
Samurai sword, just to cut the haters out
Vlone on my shirt, Gucci vintage so it's faded out
Hella pretty girls campin' out, 50-acre house
Everything pricy, wrist icy, but it's flamin' now
This that Chinatown and Jay shit
We ain't on no fake shit
Underground like basements
But your girlfriend still plays this
Hopped out the McLaren
Wearin' white just like a racist
Made a song with No Hook
You put this shit on your playlist
Haters pocket watchin', so I gotta keep a Draco
If they ever catch me slippin' then I'm finna have to lay low
Saw your girl in the streets, went up and I said, "Hey Hoe"
Now I'm in the industry, flexin' on Rolls and Alfa Romeos
Just took a break, but we back in this shit
Wrist like a lake dropped some racks on a whip
Coppin' everything inside the mall like an apocalypse
The Lamb take off the runway into space just like a rocket ship
Women on the left, money to the right
Devil on my shoulder, angels givin' me advice
Money comin' in, they think that I was sellin' dope
But the only thing I that be sellin' out, it be my shows
My flow is unbelievable
My status, unachievable
I'm rollin' up a leaf and hittin' greens 'cause I got weed to smoke
My neck look like freezing snow
I'm in a different season, though
I'm dressed up in Supreme and Louis V 'cause I got green to blow
It's that China boy sneakin' in yo' kids ear again
Yo' worst nightmare, even Freddy Kreuger's fearin' him
Commandeerin' yo' hearin'
And engineerin' delirium
Inferiors, disappearin'
Tryna smear my experience
Bitches on my dick, so you can call me an animal
I got hella thotties and I pop 'em like a Danimal
Then I saw yo' girl and she don' eat me like a cannibal
My pockets hella green so you can call that shit botanical
Now I'm flippin' on a verse
Before they take me on a Hearse
No Adderall, but I'm alert
Youngest flexer since the birth
Choppa on me and it's loaded
Spit these rhymes just like a poet
Drive the car just like I stole it
Plain Phillipe and then I froze it
I just copped a Lambo went with red, like we Slaughter Gang
I ain't 21 but yo' daughter wanna buy me drank
Patek on my arm, water like it's sittin' out in rain
Gucci on my belt, tiger round it, but I keep it tame
Draco clip longer than the Great Wall of China
I got Calvins underneath, but everything designer
Left wrist twinkle, 100k on my time
I just pulled up in the whip, not the Lambo but the Spider
Snap the fire, with the Lighter
Guns up higher, at the diner
My gang fighters and suppliers
And we buyers, yeah we flyer
In the jungle trappin' trees, I throw shade like a canopy
F*ck, I'm spittin' rapidly, this shit is comin' naturally
I live this life actually, to you it's just a fantasy
I'm the king, no anarchies, so bow down to your majesty
Gettin guap and I'm gettin' cheese
Had to bust the Rollie and it gave me allergies
VVS' on my neck I call it wind, I feel the breeze
Got the gold it look like pollen, with the ice it make you sneeze
Passin' it to Squinty 'cause you know he got the juice
Wrist glacier so snowy so I wear Canada Goose
Always keep it 100, like an angle is obtuse
I'm always at war but in Chinatown, I called a truce
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Writer: Ajay Natarajan, Cole Drugge, Corey Brown
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