Kwengface, ANINE, Koomz, Dotty — No Face No Case

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[Intro]
Mask on, no face, no case
SJ
We roll? Nah, we win
There is no love up in the plane
She just wan’ fuck for the fame

[Chorus: Anine]
I blow this loud, strains on strain
They don’t want smoke, they just wan’ vape
Mask on, no face, no case
Murder on my mind, got mud in my brain
We roll? Nah, we win
There is no love up in the plane
She just wan’ fuck just for the fame
And I just pause in the rin
I put the juice in the pain
I made him scream with the blade
Pull up, about get violate
Money keep losin’ this way
All of these risks that I take
90 on the dash with no brake
90 on the dash, I get paid

[Verse 1: Kwengface]
See, I whip in on the white (Whip, whip), call it slavery in reverse (Mad)
Smokin’ on this Cali, I-I ain’t into poppin’ percs (Nope)
Bark it-bark it down (Brr), bark it down (Brr)
Now, my fingers kinda hurt (Mad)
See, I-see, I grew up kinda fast (Mh-hmm)
Life-life forced a yute to learn (Mh-hmm)
A man jugg and banged on straps (Bap)
See man black gang, flag that black (Black gang)
When man talk that shit, it’s real (It’s real)
When you-when you talk that shit, it’s cap (Liar)
It goes rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat (Tat-tat)
And if you love me, hold that wap (Mm)
See, I trusted to hit that row
I won’t trust her to hold that cash (Nope)

[Chorus: Anine]
I-bl-I blow this loud, strains on strain
They don’t want smoke, they just wan’ vape
Mask-mask on, no face, no case
Murder on my mind, got mud in my brain
We roll? Nah, we win
There is no love up in the plane
She just wan’ fuck just for the fame
And I-and I just pause in the rin
I put the juice in the pain
I-I made him scream with the blade
Pull-pull up, about get violate
Money-money keep losin’ this way
All of these risks that I take
90 on the dash with no brake
90 on the dash, I get paid

[Verse 2: Dotty]
Two Py-two Pyrex dishes, a man’s gonna whip them vicious (Yeah)
On the road to the riches, and-and Dos still tryna put opps in swishers (Baow)
Them gyal with us, them gyal dig us
Bro brought us spot for the hitters (Huh?)
Mom was a drugs worker, same time me and bro drug dealers (Uh)
Cook-cook-cookin’ from kettles, now, I spent fourteen on kettles
Precious stones on metals
You ain’t never been on levels (Nah)
In a hotel with a freak, and givin’ her deep on petals (Deep, deep)
IPhone down in the streets
I spent twenty G’s on petrol (I spent twenty G’s on petrol)

[Chorus: Anine, Koomz]
I blow this loud, strains on strain
They don’t want smoke, just vape
Mask on, no face, no case
Murder on my mind, got mud in my brain
We roll? Nah, we win
There is no love up in the plane
She just wan’ fuck for the fame
And I-and I just pause in the rin
I put the juice in the pain
I made him scream with the blade
Pull up-pull up, about get violate
Money-money keep losin’ this way
All of these risks that I take
90 on the dash with no brake (Yeah)
90 on the dash, I get paid

[Verse 3: Koomz]
No love, no love
Only loyal to the bro-bro, loyal to the yola-yola, oh
You can-you can turn spliff when I got down mains big .15 shh and we smacked down ways
They don’t wan’ smoke, they just wan’ vape
How did all you do dates? Got enough on my plate
Do we, do we, do we dough?
Get guap, we ridin’
We know, we know
Success come in timin’, oh
Forna keep pushin’ out weight (Skrrt, skrrt)
Tell my bro bank up if we buck into jakes
Fucked a bitch once, let me nut on her face
Fell in love with this weed, it hit me like bass, yeah

[Outro: Anine]
I blow this loud, strains on strain
Mask on, no face, no case
We on? No, we win
There is no love up in the plane
She just wan’ fuck just for the fame
I blow this loud, strains on strain