No Flaws Lyrics - G Herbo

[Chorus: Young Scooter] 

Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me 

Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me 

If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me 

They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me 

And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me 

Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me 

Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s 

First foreign I ever had was a 650 

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[Verse 1: Young Scooter] 

Me and 550 had pounds for 450 

My partner Ty gave me half on 650 

Fuck the feds, free Trotter and OG Ricky 

I'm part of the Mob just like Gotti, get the scrap 50 

And I ain't leaving out the house without the sack with me 

At sixteen I was in school and I had crack with me 

Everyday breaking in houses, me and [?] 

Stayed down, got us 36, call it Jerome Bettis 

Fuck the money up and told Side bring a 50 

100 a piece from Slime and Future, that's a quarter milli 

In 6 months I made 2 M's stretching work like a gym 

I love my niggas just like brothers so thank God for them 

[Chorus: Young Scooter] 

Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me 

Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me 

If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me 

They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me 

And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me 

Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me 

Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s 

First foreign I ever had was a 650 

[Verse 2: G Herbo] 

Bought that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, cost me 650 

Used to punch on niggas with Scooby and JJ 

Foe caught a body, I was sendin' him JPay 

I ain't wanna die, was only in 6th grade 

We was getting shot at, I'm calling ShayShay 

I know last week sent my momma a dub 

Then walked in Barney's and spent like 8K 

I was like fifteen up in the club 

Glock under my belt, had that bitch on hug 

When I got shot, tell the Police none 

My momma knew she raising a thug 

Walk in that bitch, three empty guns 

She just gon sweep that under the rug 

'Member I ran through that sixty and ain't had none 

Took some lil pints, told him get it in blood 

Now I'm spending a whole bunch of hundreds 

A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the blood 

What I'm is, we're Bloods 

What I'm is, a 150 dubs 

That's how we went on the run 

We'd get bored, shoot niggas for fun 

We try and practice some 

Oh, he thought he wasn't no factor huh? 

[Chorus: Young Scooter] 

Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me 

Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me 

If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me 

They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me 

And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me 

Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me 

Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s 

First foreign I ever had was a 650