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No Sequel (feat. Richard Wright) Video (MV)






Deucestacks - No Sequel (feat. Richard Wright) Lyrics
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Whoa
Aye
I'm super anti koolaid
No sweet shit
Money made me change
Now I'm beastin'
We get different pay
We not equals
'Bron 'Bron one of one
It's no sequels
So underground
I'm tunneling
Like Tubman
Turner
Yea
Beat go dumb
You bobble head
Yo weak shit give confidence
I came up
Round that Oj shit
Had "The Juice" since way back then
Seagrams was my family gin
"My Neck My Back" my momma Jam
What's a man without a plan?
Easy one
Lil ass boy
All you touch you destroy
I got that work hoe
Get employed
Big enough
To f*ck you up
And big you up
Knock you down
And pick you up
Forgive it all
Forget it none
Whoa whoa whoa
Safe round danger
Room full strangers
Spit a 16 then we folks
Time get tough
Best of luck
All these niggas get ghost
Boo
I'm built for dis
When papa split
I told the block the he died
How I cope wit it
Made use for it
Now it's fueling my drive
Super anti koolaid
No sweet shit
Money made me change
Now I'm beastin'
We get different pay
We not equal
'Bron 'Bron one of one
It's No sequels
Super anti koolaid
No sweet shit
Money made me change
Now I'm beastin' beastin' beastin' beastin'
We get different pay
We not equal
Bron Bron one of one
It's No sequels
This loud pack is loud as Shanaynay
I'm smoking Top Flight
Day-Day uh
I ain't coming down
Mayday uh
Day to day
Everyday payday yuh
Im gon' go
Im gon' go
Im gon' go
Who want smoke
I don't smoke wraps
Don't just rap
I still got packs
Just let me know
V Dub buses
We done fussing
F*ck it
We pumped up it's nothing
We jumped up in something
Dick disgusting
I like Gucci Tuxes
I like hoochie functions
And Louisiana two piece lunches
Thousand dollar brunches just to shoot the shit
Wait
You a fake
Bro you know you that you ain't shooting' shit
Ay yo bro a fake you don't know who you coolin' wit
Ay I need a pack
My bro throw 'bows
Just like he Ludacris uh
I'm married to money like I wifed a jewish bitch
Yea
Everyday gonna be better
I'm like a
I came from the block
Like I'm Vučević yuh
Let's take stupid risk uh
Let's get stupid rich huh
Yeaauuhh
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Whoa
Aye
I'm super anti koolaid
No sweet shit
Money made me change
Now I'm beastin'
We get different pay
We not equals
'Bron 'Bron one of one
It's no sequels
So underground
I'm tunneling
Like Tubman
Turner
Yea
Beat go dumb
You bobble head
Yo weak shit give confidence
I came up
Round that Oj shit
Had "The Juice" since way back then
Seagrams was my family gin
"My Neck My Back" my momma Jam
What's a man without a plan?
Easy one
Lil ass boy
All you touch you destroy
I got that work hoe
Get employed
Big enough
To f*ck you up
And big you up
Knock you down
And pick you up
Forgive it all
Forget it none
Whoa whoa whoa
Safe round danger
Room full strangers
Spit a 16 then we folks
Time get tough
Best of luck
All these niggas get ghost
Boo
I'm built for dis
When papa split
I told the block the he died
How I cope wit it
Made use for it
Now it's fueling my drive
Super anti koolaid
No sweet shit
Money made me change
Now I'm beastin'
We get different pay
We not equal
'Bron 'Bron one of one
It's No sequels
Super anti koolaid
No sweet shit
Money made me change
Now I'm beastin' beastin' beastin' beastin'
We get different pay
We not equal
Bron Bron one of one
It's No sequels
This loud pack is loud as Shanaynay
I'm smoking Top Flight
Day-Day uh
I ain't coming down
Mayday uh
Day to day
Everyday payday yuh
Im gon' go
Im gon' go
Im gon' go
Who want smoke
I don't smoke wraps
Don't just rap
I still got packs
Just let me know
V Dub buses
We done fussing
F*ck it
We pumped up it's nothing
We jumped up in something
Dick disgusting
I like Gucci Tuxes
I like hoochie functions
And Louisiana two piece lunches
Thousand dollar brunches just to shoot the shit
Wait
You a fake
Bro you know you that you ain't shooting' shit
Ay yo bro a fake you don't know who you coolin' wit
Ay I need a pack
My bro throw 'bows
Just like he Ludacris uh
I'm married to money like I wifed a jewish bitch
Yea
Everyday gonna be better
I'm like a
I came from the block
Like I'm Vučević yuh
Let's take stupid risk uh
Let's get stupid rich huh
Yeaauuhh
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Writer: Matthew Brown, Richard Wright
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