Modified at: 18 Mar 2023

NO LIMIT Lyrics by Carlos Trvp From English Album N/A with Lyrics Meaning & Knowledge. Latest NO LIMIT Song lyrics written by Carlos Trvp. The Music video has been Release on 19 January 2023 .

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Intro Bizzy Banks

Bitch, haha
Get money
Uh

Chorus Bizzy Banks

I got a spinner, shooter, call him Pablo [Wait
Dominicano, she tryna eat so I took her to Panchos [Haha
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it
Tell to shoot, ‘cause I know he gon’ clip ‘em [Rrah
Bro told me to chill, ‘cause he know I’ma tick it [Rrah, rrah, rrah
When I’m on they block all I hear is crickets [Shh
Oh you feelin’ froggy? Lil nigga, ribbit
Can’t bring the pole, you know I’ma rip ‘em
Call me Bizzy P, nigga No Limit [Like
We catching hella Zoes for the dollars
How you tryna flex when you in a Honda?
Shawty givin’ brain, I think she a scholar
Finna pop my collar, three 6 [Mafia]

Verse 1: Bizzy Banks
I’m a problem child
Ain’t no missionary, I’m fucking her doggystyle [Yeah
Sound like me but he down
Hе ain’t outside, he hear storiеs when he around
Favor making him think he down, uh [What
Send my ‘ooters to blick ‘em now [Bah
Heard you soft when we not around [What
How the fuck you do you think I sound?
Boy you ain’t gang, nah, you ain’t shoot for yourself, why you think you gon’ bang now?
Nigga say I move strange now
I’m still the same, I just got me a chain now
Oh you think you the wave now? Your bitch on my dick, she gon’ hold this wave down [Like, haha
Got hot in the spot, with her ass up and face down
You know who got the sitchy, late night on them blocks, you know I have .40 with me
That’s a, ‘cause he drop the sitchy
He know I’ma flock, yeah, so he tote the knockers with me
You ain’t gang, you ain’t pop up with me
I only name niggas who go spin a block up with me
Yo whoever got guala with me [Facts, like
Uh, bitch you know my body, I came from nothing
Get paid for a show, you know a nigga comin’
Just me in the band, all my niggas drummin’ [Like
Through the money, bitch we really thumbin’ [Rrah
Hit it off with, got the pussy runnin’, uh [Runnin’
Gucci flip flops, hit it when I’m stuntin’
Her nigga a lame, you know I’ma sun ‘em
Chorus Bizzy Banks

I got a spinner, shooter, call him Pablo [Wait
Dominicano, she tryna eat so I took her to Panchos [Haha, what
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it
Tell to shoot, ‘cause I know he gon’ clip ‘em [Rrah
Bro told me to chill, ‘cause he know I’ma tick it [Rrah, rrah, rrah
When I’m on they block all I hear is crickets [Shh, yeah
Oh you feelin’ froggy? [Gang] Lil nigga, ribbit [Gang
Can’t bring the pole, you know I’ma rip ‘em [Baow
Call me Bizzy P, nigga No Limit [Like
We catching hella Zoes for the dollars [Ayo, face it
How you tryna flex when you in a Honda? [What you nigga?
Shawty givin’ brain, I think she a scholar
Finna pop my collar, three 6 mafia

Verse 2 Carlos Trvp Chorus Bizzy Banks

I got a spinner, shooter, call him Pablo [Wait
Dominicano, she tryna eat so I took her to Panchos [Haha
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it
Tell to shoot, ‘cause I know he gon’ clip ‘em [Rrah
Bro told me to chill, ‘cause he know I’ma tick it
When I’m on they block all I hear is crickets [Shh
Oh you feelin’ froggy? Lil nigga, ribbit
Can’t bring the pole, you know I’ma rip ‘em
Call me Bizzy P, nigga No Limit [Like
We catching hella Zoes for the dollars
How you tryna flex when you in a Honda?
Shawty givin’ brain, I think she a scholar
Finna pop my collar, three 6 mafia

Outro Bizzy Banks

I got a spinner, shooter, call him Pablo
Dominicano, she tryna eat so I took her to Panchos [Haha
You ain’t from the hood, you ain’t gon’ get it
You ain’t no shooter boy, you ain’t with it
Call me Bizzy P, nigga No Limit