No Love & Yung Cub - Role Model PT. II lyrics

[Intro: Yung Cub] Ayo I just drank a fifth of Burnette's you dare me to drive? [Verse I: Yung Cub] I'm out this b**h Sittin' all you f*gs down who can't stand for sh** I'm drunk on Cris Callin' up ya sis at night Oh god I hope that she answers it My team fast, like them Jamaicans get If you got what I want then b**h I'm takin' it Think you know how crazy get? Well just last night had a Asian b**h In a stolen rental whip playing tonsil hockey with my stick shift If you can't keep up that means I was getting my dick licked on I-26 by the waitress who you had to ask if fried rice was extra b**h Don't come at me with that disrespectful sh** Cause if I sense an ounce a hate in your tone your face and my fist is making a connection Which will leaving you second guessing why you even stepped in this party without a crew and a vest maybe a few duffel bag with a few techs in it Cause when it becomes evident That Cub and No Love is in your mothaf**in residence That girlfriend of 5 years leading us to your bed and sh** So we can get head in it This beat might be Em's but I'm gonna try to deaden it So them rhymes in your head start leakin' as soon as I'm beheadin' it I don't even rap this sh** is a hobby Next week I'll get bored and start textin' b**hes probably [Hook: Yung Cub] Cause I ain't a role model x2 f** doin shots hand Cub the whole bottle I ain't a role model x2 f** doin shots hand Cub the whole bottle [Verse II: No Love] I'm outta my mind and stuck in it Might spit like AK and say f** lyrics Nah f** that, imma murda this beat Any rapper spittin' sicker never heard of him G sh**, I might pull up in a church van And drive around the county sprayin' Eric Church fans I got the heat like Melissa McCarthy Gimme a mike & molly b**h I'll show you how to party I'm f**ed up as my life is Sharp as my knife is I didn't write this I just woke up covered in cold blood With this sh** playin' over & over & oh f**! I think Cub just plugged this dumb s*ut, fun stuff Now we diggin' prolly til the suns up Shoot up the gun club Gettin' my junk rubbed Lock me up again, shoulda never been uncuffed I'm higher than the pregnancy rate here, I'd stay clear I rape b**hes and f**in hate queers Not really, just kiddin it's fate dear Let's have a date, go to the lake, bet you'll be safe yeahhh [Hook: No Love] I ain't a role model I don't do shots b**h hand me the whole bottle