Fat Trel - No Secrets lyrics

A Meatchi: Board Admin & Ba** Heads Got Me Feeling Like No Secrets Fool You Know, s*utty Boy Young Millionaire and all that A Kevin, turn that beat up for me though You know how that go... A... A Listen, It's no secrets and you n***as look like polices Foreign features got them b**hes on my phone geeking She Puerto Rican, I'm rolling I don't know what she speaking But I know she gleasing I must be freakneaking for the weekend We tricking chicken My YM n***as keep b**hes creeping Kick Em Like FIFA We ain't interested in what you teaching So let the panel know we back the commission intact In all black bumping Ricky Ross in the trap A certified Fool, b**h I'm all that Tatted up dreads way under the skull cap I'm feeling special that W on my ball cap I'm from where they catch you and wet you up with a marlet X and Rosay Now what I call that My beautiful bliss AKA... b**h I'm drunk as sh** I'm on my sh** counting dough talking on the phone High as sh**, My b**h say I think I'm Pablo And I do the dash in her car like it's mines though Screaming you's a seat belt hoe, & f** you crying for We lock and load with four O's We gets it in With DE's And I ain't talking Defensive Ends Dividends in women where I be swimming in If you owe us dough and you get ghost We k**ing friends We k**ing brothers We k**ing mothers We k**ing kids That's how it is I'm sorry we getting it how we live No Secrets n***a