KID INK


No Stones Lyrics (feat. Casey Veggies)

[Intro]
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[Chorus: Kid Ink]
Ooh
Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
All these bitches tryna get our attention (Yeah)
One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
You say, "It's gettin' late", but we see time different
I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
Tryna show you different kinda flex (Uh)
Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex (Sex)
We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Yeah, that's a flex (That's a flex)
Papi got them flockin' out the nest (Brr, oh)
You can tell the vibe from how I dress (How I dress)
Most these niggas copies in the flesh (God damn, ayy)
Hundred shots like Dolph
Quarter pound on deck
Break bread wit' my dawg
Told the nigga, "You next" (You next)
I flooded the Rollie (Rollie), but not the Patek
Heard you been running your mouth
Watch how I run up a check (Check)
Took my baby shoppin', I might do a lil' too
Gave her a stack of hundreds and said, "Do what you do"
We started from the bottom, now she grew, grew, grew
Finally caught my groove, forever this the move

[Chorus: Kid Ink]
Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
All these bitches tryna get our attention (Yeah)
One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
You say, "It's gettin' late", but we see time different
I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
Tryna show you different kinda flex (Uh)
Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex (Sex)
We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Yeah
I need hunnids on top of hunnids, ahh, yeah
I can tell they really don't love me, ahh, yeah
I done ran my bag up, now she love it, ahh, yeah
These niggas mad, ain't gettin' no money, ahh, yeah (Sad)
They lookin' sad while I laugh to the bank
You see a bad one but I make her faint
I got some rain like we came in the tank (For real)
I stayed down up in this game
I done seen real niggas go insane
I can tell they don't feel my pain
I get the cash in a whole 'nother lane
I got the money and said, "f*ck the fame"
Might cop the foreign and blow out the brain
Lil' shawty want me to make her my main
Baby so different, I'm feelin' insane
I might just plain Jane that Patek
When I touch, she gon' get wet
When I leave, she get upset
When I get back, she know what's next
Ain't no flex

[Chorus: Kid Ink]
Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
All these bitches tryna get our attention (They do)
One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
You say, "It's gettin' late", but we see time different
I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek (In my Patek)
Tryna show you different kinda flex (Uh)
Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex (Sex, sex)
We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning (Uh)

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