Frizz Gualo - No Attachments

Uh-uh
Yea-yea
(Lanalizer got the fire)
No strings attached like a broken guitar
Gettin' to the money so they know who we are
If you ask about my gang they gon' tell you we hard
Gang full of fives like the points of a star
And the lifestyle that we livin' you might think it's bizarre
We hoppin' in and out off all of these foreign cars
I'm feelin' like a CEO bitch I'm a boss, and if you trynna make money fuck it let's get it then
I been gettin to that money since a youngin and you know that nigga
I can't fuck around with niggas cause these niggas act like bitches (Niggas act like hoes)
When it comes to shootin shit, yea we ain't missin it's all swishes
Ya OG said you a snake man I can't deal with all that switchin'
Niggas bitches they be snitching, they snitching
Ya momma said stay on that porch you should've listened
You wasn't with us when we was up in the kitchen
Whipping it, serving it nigga like its Christmas
I been gettin packs for a long time
Opp niggas ain't on shit, they ain't on no time
And how you claim you pushing work lil nigga still serving dimes
You lil niggas ain't on shit, y'all just spitting shit all in y'all rhymes
I just stack up all this paper yeah my cheese
Too much money it can't fit inside my jeans
Ask about me they gon' tell you I'm a G
If she ain't fuckin on that first night she can leave (Yea yea)
No strings attached like a broken guitar
Gettin' to the money so they know who we are
If you ask about my gang they gon' tell you we hard
Gang full of fives like the points of a star
And the lifestyle that we livin' you might think it's bizarre
We hoppin' in and out off all of these foreign cars (Skrrt skrrt)
I'm feelin' like a CEO bitch I'm a boss, and if you trynna make money fuck it let's get it then
Blue paper, green paper, and the pink
Niggas mad because they can't fuck with me
Take a opp nigga's bitch and imma fuck her from the side (Beat it up)
G-Wagon big so I can fuck her in my ride (Skrrt skrrt)
After that a nigga might just give her back (Back back)
I only really did that shit because I know it get's him mad (He a bitch)
When you grow up around them Gs the only thing you know is stack
And I don't fall in love with bitches man I'm too in love with racks
Diamonds all on my wrist they be jumpin' (Bling blow)
Ask about Lil Frizzo they gon' tell you I was thuggin'
And you was always in the house when I was outside hustlin', nigga you aint gangsta lil nigga you a lover
Pockets they look just like boulders, reach for my chain and yo head off yo shoulders
Give me problems imma have to call up my lil soldiers
Oh you thought you was a Badman (Batman) lil nigga I'm a Joker
(Ha ha ha)
No strings attached like a broken guitar
Gettin' to the money so they know who we are (Yea ya)
If you ask about my gang they gon' tell you we hard
Gang full of fives like the points of a star
And the lifestyle that we livin' you might think it's bizarre
We hoppin' in & out off all of these foreign cars (Skrrt skrrt)
I'm feelin' like a CEO bitch I'm a boss, and if you trynna make money fuck it let's get it then

Written by:
Fadil Hanley

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