Young Nudy - No Clue lyrics

Aye T.J roll up another blunt bruh Ya heard me? iightt, lets do it Mmmm Mmmm Yeahhh I wanna thank y'all hoes Thank y'all hoes Yeah I used to be a lova boy That hoe brought me to a savage Treat this hoe like I'm a savage f** on ya hoe like a savage Yea, she lovin these racks She lovin these racks I stay wit them racks Smokin on that stupid pack Loud pack can you smell that? Kush pack yea I'm blowin that Doin 200 I'm blowin that Yea you ridin in that pluck pluck I just pulled up in that tonka truck Hop out that muthafukka fresh as f** Big racks surely hangin out Big 30 yea it's hangin out Wit tha gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out Yea these b**hes they choose These n***as hating give dey a** tha blues n***a wanna play blues tha clues Ya hoe wanna f** and you didn't have a clue I would hate to be you You broke as f** and ya hoe know it too And you lame as a foo ya whole gang look lame too Damn, racks up stacking my money up Condo n***a I'm flexin up All these (?) I'm iceing up I kno ya hoe yea she liking us Yea you kno this that gang sh** We don't f** wit that lame sh** And you is not the pyramid I'm in tha block where you can't go in Yeah, you feeling that? Smokin that gas can you (?) that Loud pack yea it's that loud pack Smokin that (?) pack In tha maybach yeah we kick back Hoes they just wanna s** that I know that they love that Kush pack yea I'm blowin that Doin 200 yea I'm blown that Yea you riding in that pluck pluck I just pulled up in that tonka truck Hop out that muthafukka fresh as f** Big racks surely hangin out Big 30 yeah it's hanging out Wit tha gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out Yea these b**hes they choose These n***as hatin give they a** tha blues n***a wanna play blues tha clues Ya ho wanna f** and you didn't have a clue Mmmm, damn, mmmm, damn, mmmm Too bad, well, you sad, yeah, you mad I'm not, too bad Everywhere I go you hatin on me Yeah, I heard that you hatin on me Yeah, I heard that you plotting on me Yeah, s**a, luh lame n***a Yeah, you mad Ya ho wanna f** and you ain't gang n***a Huh? Naw this is not a pluck pluck Naw this is not a (?) yeah this is a cat Naw, this not a scat pack Yeah yeah I walk around with tha big racks They say I don't know how to act Well I got them racks Kush pack yea I'm blowin that Doin 200 I'm blowin that Yea you ridin in that pluck pluck I just pulled up in that tonka truck Hop out that muthafukka fresh as f** Big racks surely hangin out Big 30 yea it's hangin out 30 gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out Yeah these b**hes they choose These n***as hating give dey a** tha blues n***a wanna play blues tha clues Ya hoe wanna f** and you didn't have a clue Mmm, well, that's the end of that story And that's a wrap