Young EeAa - No Limit (feat. Prod by Pradatin) Lyrics

Ayy, don't got no limits, I do what I want I hit on the gas, now we takin' off
Go get on my map, cause they lookin' lost I'm cookin' in studio, whippin' the sauce
You go to back door, then you gettin' tossed We from the north, where it's called Jack Frost
Yeah, I'ma teach him a lesson I told him, be quiet, just listen

I don't got no hoes that I'm missin' They lookin' at me now, cause I'm hittin
Yeah, I don't got limits Yeah, this ain't a gimmick
They wanna know how I did it Yeah, I told him, I don't got no limit
Everyday wake up winnin' Yeah, everyday wake up better than before
Young EeAa how you vibe like this? I just told him that I found me a flow
Just like vanilla ice on the beat Turn off the lights and I'ma glow
Remember, hitting shorty DM up Man, she tellin' me, just keep it on the low
Man, back then, nobody would messin' with me Now everybody hit the phone

Man, back then, life a little messy, busy But now I'm up for sure, yeah
Don't got no limits, I do what I want I don't got no limits
I don't got no limits, I do what I want I do what I want, yeah
Don't got no limits, I do what I want I hit on the gas, now we takin' off

They get him a map, cause they lookin' lost I'm cookin' the studio, whippin' the sauce
You go to back door, then you bein' tossed We from the north, it's called Jack Frost
Standin' on business, I do every day I feelin' so good, I might go and pray
We runnin' the game, we don't come to play I'm setting' the screen', my bro hit delay

I told him, get over, don't stay on my lane Get up out my face, I done messed with lames
Yeah, don't got no limits, I do what I want I hit on the gas, now we takin' off
Go get him a map, cause he lookin' lost I'm cookin' the studio, whippin' the sauce
You try to back door, then you bein' tossed We from the north, it's called Jack Frost

Don't got no limits, I do what I want I hit on the gas, now we takin' off
Go get him a map, cause he lookin' lost I'm cookin' the studio, whippin' the sauce
You try to back door, then you bein' tossed We from the north, it's called Jack Frost
I'm cookin' the studio, whippin' the sauce You try to back door, then you bein' tossed

We from the north, it's called Jack Frost