NO TASTE (Explicit)

N**** ain’t got no grace

There n**** ain’t got no style

Nowadays I just pray

They mama nem strike dem down

N**** ain’t got no taste

And n**** be lightweight cowards

So bow our head and let’s pray

That these n**** figure it out

Me and the homies went to a party, shindig a kickback with b**** who naughty

This n**** sipped on a bit of bicardi and got to pretending he’s havoc from mob deep

Damn

Here we are, another poor boy who in awe of the draws

I spot a child with a need for applause, n*** act different with women involved

I crack a joke bro don’t laugh at all

The f*** is he on

He get near folks and start acting hard

The f*** is we doing

So the baddies get angry and live in a tandem

This n**** bugging it seems he can’t handle

The punani none and its clear from his tantrum

He f**** up game tryna be who ain’t cause

N**** ain’t got no grace

And n*** ain’t got no style

Nowadays I just pray

They mama nem strike dem down

n**** ain’t got no taste

And n**** be lightweight cowards

So bow our head and let’s pray

That these n**** get it figured out

n**** kill me honestly I don’t get it

Why you act out in front of all the bad b****

Why you talking bout what you did and ain’t did it

Why you ain’t around when the s*** get tricky

Ion understand it, truly doing damage

P shit is dead and the game finna vanish

Don’t you feel a wee bit of guilt for the mandem

Knowing all the sucka s*** ya do ya can’t manage

Damn see okay

If that’s how ya feel ima go my own way

N**** get to opening bout shit they don’t say

Talking bout they only listen to Beyoncé

Tryna do a money spread to make a hoe a stay

How we finna honor that there? Don’t play?

No way, Jose you think that is okay

You f**** up the ism and a player forte

Talking bout the thrill of the kills in the field

You ain’t never been in the field

You talking bout the way that it feel to be real

N**** get the f*** out of here

n**** ain’t got no grace

There n**** ain’t got no style

Nowadays I just pray

They mama nem strike dem down

N**** ain’t got no taste

And n**** lightweight be cowards

So bow our head and let’s pray

That these n**** figure it out