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Lil Jaso - No Hook Lyrics



Lil Jaso - No Hook Lyrics




Ay Ay Ay Ay
I'm up at 4 Am
I'm in the booth
I'm going ham
Stomp you like timberland boots
Spread you like jam
Ion give a damn

Now a days young nigga
Not even happy
Remember we used to only have
One mattress
Growing up young
I didn't have my daddy
Had to make sure
That my brother was happy
I had to get in my bag no cappin
I quitted my dream
And I started rappin
All of my friends was mad at me yea
But I had to tell em
That I got it down
I grab the mic I grab my pen
And I write down my feelings
These niggas gone think Ima Villian
The way that I move
And they know that I'm killin
And I got the spatula
Know that I'm flippin
I see all these rappers
They makin the millions
Got love for my brothers
Make sure that they eatin
Sum like a king
And you know I'm the future
They ask for advice
I'm sum like a tutor
Back in the day
They called me a looter
Gotta eat for my dad
My last name is Luper
Remember them days
We was riding on scooters
And yeah we was movin
I went thru some shit
My life like a movie
Tryna run time the money fast
Like ima cheetah
I was in 3rd grade I saw my first nena
I lost my grandaddy yeah
He was a preacher
I started a wave like
Hurricane Katrina
I pray to god but I'm still a sinner
Hardbody I play the 5 like a center
In a couple years ima be a winner
F*ck what these bitches talkin bout
My heart just got cold like the winter
F*ck what these niggas talkin bout
Gotta make sure my family
Eat dinner
I gotta look out for my nigga kleezy
He just lost his momma
She was the bomb Osama
When I didn't feel love
She was my second momma
I'm tryna be a role model
Cuz growing up I didn't feel like
I had love
I really got it out the mud
I was bangin like a stud
Now that I'm single
I can focus on my raps
And I got a passion for that
If she call me no I won't call her back
All up in my pocket like quarterback
We do not go for that
We get ya whacked If you talk back
You do not get no pass
If you the fam Ion give a damn
Ion give a f*ck if you fam
If you try to cross me
I cut you like ham
I'm whacking shit like bam
They say Lil Jaso you know who I am
I'm up at 4 Am I'm in the booth
And I'm going ham
We stomp you like timberland boots
We spread you like jam
I'm drippin like damn

I'm up at 4 Am I'm in the booth
I'm going ham
Stomp you like timberland boots
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Ay Ay Ay Ay
I'm up at 4 Am
I'm in the booth
I'm going ham
Stomp you like timberland boots
Spread you like jam
Ion give a damn

Now a days young nigga
Not even happy
Remember we used to only have
One mattress
Growing up young
I didn't have my daddy
Had to make sure
That my brother was happy
I had to get in my bag no cappin
I quitted my dream
And I started rappin
All of my friends was mad at me yea
But I had to tell em
That I got it down
I grab the mic I grab my pen
And I write down my feelings
These niggas gone think Ima Villian
The way that I move
And they know that I'm killin
And I got the spatula
Know that I'm flippin
I see all these rappers
They makin the millions
Got love for my brothers
Make sure that they eatin
Sum like a king
And you know I'm the future
They ask for advice
I'm sum like a tutor
Back in the day
They called me a looter
Gotta eat for my dad
My last name is Luper
Remember them days
We was riding on scooters
And yeah we was movin
I went thru some shit
My life like a movie
Tryna run time the money fast
Like ima cheetah
I was in 3rd grade I saw my first nena
I lost my grandaddy yeah
He was a preacher
I started a wave like
Hurricane Katrina
I pray to god but I'm still a sinner
Hardbody I play the 5 like a center
In a couple years ima be a winner
F*ck what these bitches talkin bout
My heart just got cold like the winter
F*ck what these niggas talkin bout
Gotta make sure my family
Eat dinner
I gotta look out for my nigga kleezy
He just lost his momma
She was the bomb Osama
When I didn't feel love
She was my second momma
I'm tryna be a role model
Cuz growing up I didn't feel like
I had love
I really got it out the mud
I was bangin like a stud
Now that I'm single
I can focus on my raps
And I got a passion for that
If she call me no I won't call her back
All up in my pocket like quarterback
We do not go for that
We get ya whacked If you talk back
You do not get no pass
If you the fam Ion give a damn
Ion give a f*ck if you fam
If you try to cross me
I cut you like ham
I'm whacking shit like bam
They say Lil Jaso you know who I am
I'm up at 4 Am I'm in the booth
And I'm going ham
We stomp you like timberland boots
We spread you like jam
I'm drippin like damn

I'm up at 4 Am I'm in the booth
I'm going ham
Stomp you like timberland boots
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Writer: Jason Luper Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lil Jaso
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Jason Luper Jr

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