This is a song about "No tattoos"

No monopoly type flow, no chance

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

I need a little room

She can make a pimp fall in love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Nigga, fuck the world

No posing required

Fuck that noise, no way no how

Ahh shit, you done fucked up now

You want my fame, heck no

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

This summer gone be mine though

Your last man was semi pro

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]