no no - ceo@business.net, Lentra, Jungle Bobby

You don’t wanna be me, no

You don’t see me, no

Can’t get past me, no

Can’t get past me, no

You don’t wanna be me, no

They don’t wanna see me, no

Can’t get past me, no

Can’t get past me

Are you cool?

No, no

Are you sick?

No, no

You do tricks?

No, no

You get chicks?

No, no

I got style, yeah yeah

I got stee, yeah yeah

Suck on deez, yeah yeah

My time ain’t free, no no

Dropped out high school (Yeah)

Job lined up (Yeah)

I have no fucks (Nah)

My brain is mush (Yeah)

The bank just called (Ring)

They game me cheque (Yeah)

They took your house (Uh)

Now you’re in debt

Look mama, no hands

I just made a hunnid bands

Runnin' like the runnin' man

Apollo with the sun in hand

Look mama, no hands

I just made a hunnid bands

Runnin' like the runnin' man

Apollo with the sun in hand

You don’t wanna be me, no

You don’t see me, no

Can’t get past me, no

Can’t get past me, no

You don’t wanna be me, no

They don’t wanna see me, no

Can’t get past me, no

Can’t get past me

Kick, push, jump, hit

Button-mash, kill shit

Rich bitch, thick lips

Butt twerk, smashin'

When I get some money I’ma spend it on some dumb shit

Let’s go crazy stupid fuck around and just keep moshin'

Turn the heat on

We might blow up

Can you catch us?

Can you keep up?

Turn the heat on

We might blow up

Can you keep up?

Can you

The fuck, the fuck you mean

Look mama, no hands

I just made a hunnid bands

Runnin' like the runnin' man

Pull up with the sun in hand

Look mama, no hands

I just made a hunnid bands

Runnin' like the runnin' man

Pull up with the sun in hand

You don’t wanna be me, no

You don’t see me, no

Can’t get past me, no

Can’t get past me, no

You don’t wanna be me, no

They don’t wanna see me, no

Can’t get past me, no

Can’t get past me