No Singles
کاور آهنگ No Singles از Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T., Smoke DZA, Girl Talk

No Singles

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Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)

Blowin' kush smoke out the window (Right)

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles (Uh)

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles

Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Right)

Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)

Cruisin' down the street in my '64

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles

My pen way sharper than a sword

Keep your cool, don't make me pull a cord, my lord

Was in the trap, see the cracks in the decor

Still paint chips droppin' on the floor, my lord, uh

God bless ya

Smooth like Drexler

Mind state trained to move itself like Tesla (Uh)

Crime rate boostin'

Chicks takin' trips, troopin'

Profited from them trips to Houston (Really)

GED, gettin' every dollar

Countin' stacks, either that or get to bouncin' like Impalas (Uh)

Have them jack boys all up on your collar

And twenty-five's the new numbers for lows, I'll holler

Cruisin' down the street in my '64

Blowin' kush smoke out the window (Hahaha)

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles (Yeah, yup)

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles

Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Right)

Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)

Cruisin' down the street in my '64

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles

I was whippin' in the kitchen, whipped it on the corner

I was workin' on the foreign, whipped it 'til the mornin', you was snorin'

Pushin' on some buttons, turnin' nothin' into somethin'

It was lint up in my wallet, now these pockets super lumpy

Breakin' bread with my partners

Whippin' on some choppers

Stick my arm out the window just to shine on these boppers

Just to shine on these bitches, recline on these hoes

When your wrist game froze, tell 'em anything goes

Gutter bass with the treble, mix the highs with low

Woodgrain on the dash, reppin' wires with Vogues

Pop trunk for the show, inside, it glow

Chrome grill and the women whip wide and slow, hold up

Cruisin' down the street in my '64

Blowin'— blowin' kush smoke out the window

Pockets full of hundreds, no singles

Pockets— pockets full of hundreds, no singles