Young Nudy – No Clue lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy T.J. roll up another blunt bruh
Ya heard me?
Alright, let's do it
mmm, mmm, yeah
I just wanna thank y'all hoes, thank y'all hoes

[Verse 1]
I used to be a lover boy
that ho brought me to a savage
Treat this ho like I'm a savage
Fuck on your ho like a savage
Yeah, she lovin' these racks
she lovin' these racks, I stay with them racks
Smokin on that stupid pack
loud pack, can you smell that?

[Chorus]
Kush pack, yeah I'm blowin' that
doing two hundred, I'm blowin' that
Yeah you ridin' in that pluck pluck
I just pulled up in that Tonka truck
Hop in that mutherfucker fresh as fuck
Big racks, shirty hangin out
big thirty, yeah it's hangin' out
With the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin' out
Yeah, these bitches they choose
They niggas hatin', give they ass the blues
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Your ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue


[Verse 2]
I would hate to be you
You broke as fuck and your ho know it too
and you lame as a fool, your whole gang look lame too
Damn, I'm racked up, stackin' my money up
condo nigga, I'm flexin up
all these whips and I'm icy bruh
I know your ho, yeah she liking us
Yea you know this that gang shit
And we don't fuck with that lame shit
And you is not the pyramid
I'm in the block where you can't go in
yeah, you feeling that?
Smokin' that gas, can you hear that?
Loud pack, ooh, it's that loud pack
Smokin' that anthrax
In the Maybach, yeah we kick back
Hoes just say wanna suck that
I know that they love that

[Chorus]
Kush pack, yeah I'm blowin' that
doing two hundred, I'm blowin' that
Yeah you ridin' in that pluck pluck
I just pulled up in that Tonka truck
Hop in that mutherfucker fresh as fuck
Big racks, shirty hangin out
big thirty, yeah it's hangin' out
With the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin' out
Yeah, these bitches they choose
They niggas hatin', give they ass the blues
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Your ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue
Mmmm, damn, mmmm, damn, mmmm


[Verse Two]
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, sucka, little lame nigga teah, you mad
Ya ho wanna fuck and you ain't gang nigga
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 the big racks
They say I don't know how to act
Well I got them racks

[Hook]
Kush pack yea I'm blowin that doing 200 yea I'm blown that
Yea you riding in that pluck pluck I just pulled up in that Tonka truck
Hop out in that muthafucker fresh as fuck
Big racks surely hangin out big 30 yeah it's hanging out
Thirty gang everywhere I go yea we hanging out
Yea these bitches they choose
These niggas hating give they ass the blues
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Ya ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue
Mmmm, damn, mmmm, damn, mmmm


[Outro]
Mmm, well, that's the end of that story
And that's a wrap