midwxst – No Trace Lyrics

midwxst – No Trace Lyrics

Ya Woah Ya Woah

Walk in that b!tch with my brothers
We hangin’ around with them cuttas
And no I do not want her I’ll dub her
I walk in in that new undercover
Had to cut a b!tch off now I do not trust her
I get a gold chain sh!t look like mustard

n!ggas be peons they stealing the wave
Hating on me cause I been getting paid
We don’t duck smoke n***a we running fades
n!ggas love actin’ two-faced
n***a wan’ talk that sh!t, wait
Dispensary gas is not laced
My shooters never gon’ leave no trace
Got a new mask up on my face
Ya, I don’t talk no I move silent
Diamonds in my ear they shinin’
I’m royalty b!tch your highness
n!ggas love to betray my kindness
So I stopped that sh!t

Made a lil band in an hour real quick
Goin’ too hard n***a I can’t quit
Gotta make one call and we with them sh!ts (Bow!)
I don’t want her I just want her friend
Got some sins that I need to repent
Smokin’ gas, know the what I said
And I’m going back this is the end
Got a glock and that sh!t’s got a twin
Run up on gang and those bullets gon’ send
Got too much anger that sh!t really pent up

Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Ohhhhhh
Ohhhhhh

I wake up and I’m blessed every day
Gotta distance myself from the fakes
I’ve been running from 12 and them Jakes
n!ggas hating, not on the same page
Breakin’ out of my limits, my cage
I remember them dark ass days
Now I’m rockin’ out all on stage
Know I’m rockin that Rick while you can’t throw fits

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Throw on my mask gonna hit that lick
Get off my d!ck always wanna talk sh!t
n!ggas don’t wanna try, wanna come my way
n!gga toting that AR, that real gun play
Put water on my neck that sh!t feng shui
If you really ‘bout this sh!t n***a slide my way
I know shooters that’s gonna up the stick broad day

You wan’ talk me like I’m not a hot f*ckin’ topic b!tch
I’m hot as the f*ckin’ tropics b!tch
Get on that beat Imma talk my sh!t, the f*ck is this
They mad at me
I seen some friends turn to enemies
You cannot f*ck with my energy
I’m moving slow off that Hennessy (Ohhh)

Walk in that b!tch with my brothers
We hangin’ around with them cuttas
And no I do not want her I’ll dub her
I walk in in that new Undercover
Had to cut a b!tch off now I do not trust her
I get a gold chain sh!t look like mustard
Had to cut a b!tch off now I do not trust her
I get a gold chain sh!t look like mustard