Carlos Trvp – NO LIMIT

Carlos Trvp – NO LIMIT Lyrics

Artist: Carlos Trvp
Song: NO LIMIT

b#tch, haha
Get money
Uh
I got a spinner, shooter, call him pablo (wait)

Dominicano, she tryna eat so i took her to panchos (haha)
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it
Tell 〈.?.〉 to shoot, ‘cause i know he gon’ clip ‘em (rrah)

Bro told me to chill, ‘cause he know i’ma tick it (rrah, rrah, rrah)
When i’m on they block all i hear is crickets (shh)
Oh you feelin’ froggy? lil n#gg#, ribbit
Can’t bring the pole, you know i’ma rip ‘em

Call me bizzy p, n#gg# no limit (like)
We catching hella zoes for the dollars
How you tryna flex when you in a honda?
Shawty givin’ brain, i think she a scholar

Finna pop my collar, three 6 (mafia)
〈verse 1: bizzy banks
I’m a problem child
Ain’t no missionary, i’m f#cking her doggystyle (yeah)

Sound like me but he 〈.?.〉 down
Hе ain’t outside, he hear storiеs when he around
Favor making him think he down, uh (what)
Send my ‘ooters to blick ‘em now (bah)

Heard you soft when we not around (what)
How the f#ck you do you think i sound?
Boy you ain’t gang, nah, you ain’t shoot for yourself, why you think you gon’ bang now?
n#gg# say i move strange now

I’m still the same, i just got me a chain now (〈.?.〉)
Oh you think you the wave now? your b#tch on my dick, she gon’ hold this wave down (like, haha)
Got hot in the spot, with her #ss up and face down
You know who got the sitchy, late night on them blocks, you know i have .40 with me

That’s a 〈.?.〉, ‘cause he drop the sitchy
He know i’ma flock, yeah, so he tote the knockers with me
You ain’t gang, you ain’t pop up with me
I only name n#gg#s who go spin a block up with me

Yo whoever got guala with me (facts, like)
Uh, b#tch you know my body, i came from nothing
Get paid for a show, you know a n#gg# comin’
Just me in the band, all my n#gg#s drummin’ (like)

Through the money, b#tch we really thumbin’ (rrah)
Hit it off with 〈.?.〉, got the p#ss# runnin’, uh (runnin’)
Gucci flip flops, hit it when i’m stuntin’
Her n#gg# a lame, you know i’ma sun ‘em

I got a spinner, shooter, call him pablo (wait)
Dominicano, she tryna eat so i took her to panchos (haha, what)
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it

Tell 〈.?.〉 to shoot, ‘cause i know he gon’ clip ‘em (rrah)
Bro told me to chill, ‘cause he know i’ma tick it (rrah, rrah, rrah)
When i’m on they block all i hear is crickets (shh, yeah)
Oh you feelin’ froggy? (gang) lil n#gg#, ribbit (gang)

Can’t bring the pole, you know i’ma rip ‘em (baow)
Call me bizzy p, n#gg# no limit (like)
We catching hella zoes for the dollars (ayo, face it)
How you tryna flex when you in a honda? (what you 〈.?.〉 n#gg#?〉

Shawty givin’ brain, i think she a scholar
Finna pop my collar, three 6 mafia
I got a spinner, shooter, call him pablo (wait)
Dominicano, she tryna eat so i took her to panchos (haha)

You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it
Tell 〈.?.〉 to shoot, ‘cause i know he gon’ clip ‘em (rrah)
Bro told me to chill, ‘cause he know i’ma tick it

When i’m on they block all i hear is crickets (shh)
Oh you feelin’ froggy? lil n#gg#, ribbit
Can’t bring the pole, you know i’ma rip ‘em
Call me bizzy p, n#gg# no limit (like)

We catching hella zoes for the dollars
How you tryna flex when you in a honda?
Shawty givin’ brain, i think she a scholar
Finna pop my collar, three 6 mafia

I got a spinner, shooter, call him pablo
Dominicano, she tryna eat so i took her to panchos (haha)
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it

Call me bizzy p, n#gg# no limit
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Release Year: 2023