Slim Dinero, Tizzy Stackz - No Name Lyrics

No name niggas
No name women
No way they really keep hating
Day one niggas
Same old women
They was with it before all of these franklins
Now the check got bigger
New tracks spinning
Feel like i really need a new stainless
Mama hate when im sinning
Shit get real
Its a ticket on your head when you famous
Its a slime on ya team he get wiped down
Could be ya day better pray you don't wipeout
This that music
Turn a broke boy to cash cow
Off the wock moving woozy nigga man down
Man down man down
Brodie got pots and the pans out
Trust the process and plan now
Just give em sauce now and then
Just remind em you the man now
Cant see the hate don't give a damn now
Always move just like a boss
I aint really into handouts
Free all the dogs out the doghouse
I can tell just what you on
Bad vibes he got locked out
And no i aint a dropout
Uhh uhh im the man now
Uhh uhh yea i do this for the fans now
Ima monster
On the band route
And girl i really woulda blessed you
But ya handout
Uh yea
I know my ball cant drop
I could put it in your court
You couldn't crawl on top
Lets give it all i got
Cause tomorrow isn't promised
This is all my saucing
No name niggas
No name women
No way they really keep hating
Day one niggas
Same old women
They was with it before all of these franklins
Now the check got bigger
New tracks spinning
Feel like i really need a new stainless
Mama hate when im sinning
Shit get real
Its a ticket on your head when you famous
Aint got no name
But they love to talk
I don't know bout these niggas at all
I done stack it up
Run to the guap
I cant see the hate
Through these cartier buds
Lil mama she freaky
No name she gone fuck it up
Heard he broke and he mad
Told em run it up
I just get to the racks
Till the sun is up
Lil hating ass nigga
Better know that my gun is tucked
Yeah he tryna be gang he aint one of us
How he young and he rich in a bentley truck
If he tried all his opps
Then he's out of luck
These hoes want me
Lil girl im good fall back
I don't love these hoes love racks
Your diamonds still gone bring it back
Seen my first 10 bands off crack
But i seen 100 off rap
If you ask me aint going back
I never had it like that
On all these niggas running laps
Lil nigga get off my back
No name niggas
No name women
No way they really keep hating
Day one niggas
Same old women
They was with it before all of these franklins
Now the check got bigger
New tracks spinning
Feel like i really need a new stainless
Mama hate when im sinning
Shit get real
Its a ticket on your head when you famous

No name niggas
No name women
No way they really keep hating
Day one niggas
Same old women
They was with it before all of these franklins
Now the check got bigger
New tracks spinning
Feel like i really need a new stainless
Mama hate when im sinning
Shit get real
Its a ticket on your head when you famous
Its a slime on ya team he get wiped down
Could be ya day better pray you don't wipeout
This that music
Turn a broke boy to cash cow
Off the wock moving woozy nigga man down
Man down man down
Brodie got pots and the pans out
Trust the process and plan now
Just give em sauce now and then
Just remind em you the man now
Cant see the hate don't give a damn now
Always move just like a boss
I aint really into handouts
Free all the dogs out the doghouse
I can tell just what you on
Bad vibes he got locked out
And no i aint a dropout
Uhh uhh im the man now
Uhh uhh yea i do this for the fans now
Ima monster
On the band route
And girl i really woulda blessed you
But ya handout
Uh yea
I know my ball cant drop
I could put it in your court
You couldn't crawl on top
Lets give it all i got
Cause tomorrow isn't promised
This is all my saucing
No name niggas
No name women
No way they really keep hating
Day one niggas
Same old women
They was with it before all of these franklins
Now the check got bigger
New tracks spinning
Feel like i really need a new stainless
Mama hate when im sinning
Shit get real
Its a ticket on your head when you famous
Aint got no name
But they love to talk
I don't know bout these niggas at all
I done stack it up
Run to the guap
I cant see the hate
Through these cartier buds
Lil mama she freaky
No name she gone fuck it up
Heard he broke and he mad
Told em run it up
I just get to the racks
Till the sun is up
Lil hating ass nigga
Better know that my gun is tucked
Yeah he tryna be gang he aint one of us
How he young and he rich in a bentley truck
If he tried all his opps
Then he's out of luck
These hoes want me
Lil girl im good fall back
I don't love these hoes love racks
Your diamonds still gone bring it back
Seen my first 10 bands off crack
But i seen 100 off rap
If you ask me aint going back
I never had it like that
On all these niggas running laps
Lil nigga get off my back
No name niggas
No name women
No way they really keep hating
Day one niggas
Same old women
They was with it before all of these franklins
Now the check got bigger
New tracks spinning
Feel like i really need a new stainless
Mama hate when im sinning
Shit get real
Its a ticket on your head when you famous