No Games (feat. Nyla Symone) - Delly

Delly - No Games (feat. Nyla Symone) Lyrics

They said I couldn’t rap that well so I practiced
Now I spit a 16 sharper than a cactus
Now you gon’ hear them okay’s and dem adlibs
(Okay x12)
I just got a text from a bad chick
Said she wanna get naked
So she snap tit
Said she like my music
And my verses cold like Aspen (brrrrrr)
Okay!
I still ride the MTA even though I’m paid
I still ride my bike through the hood like err’day
I still steal from corner stores for a bag of Lays
Yeah I’m in the hood with the homies that gangbang
Hook 1:
And they ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
They ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
They ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
They ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games

Verse 2:
Ya’ll though it was sweet when I moved upstate
I was fighting Tommy’s cause I fucked Brittany’s
Now I’m getting chicken
Ain’t no beef
Chick-Fil-A!
Now I gotta fly chick up in every state

Hook 2:
And they ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
They ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
I ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
I ain’t playing no games
Games Games Games
Verse 3:
Beep Beep
Jeep Jeep
Fucking on a treesh for the week week
Give her that P make her weep weep
Rain dance in the pussy no teepee
Weak Knees
Eee Eee
Gimme that uh that feefee
Gimme that water that Fiji
Chef up the pussy like Nene