Hodgy - No Brainer

Hodgy - No Brainer
June 30th, 2019
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New song from Hodgy "No Brainer" Produced by Zep Fire

Song Lyrics

Introduced to strangers
Ain’t nothing stranger
Going noodles w the strainer
Kanye work out no trainer
One drainer
Containers
No brainer
No brainer
I can’t entertainer
I was introduced to a stranger

Nobody know nobody
Roadside assistance bitch it ain’t provided
Multiply, my high it’s full body
I’m a cocky lil nigga, bitch hot wasabi
Screw a beat chop my voice karate
Two wheels to pop a wheel Kawasaki
Got the drive to turn a Porsche to a Bugatti
California rolling on a hoe tryna stop me

Sick like aids
Bitch I’m paid
Miss those days
When I missed old days
This cold play
One man band
Stand don’t fall, a one hand stand
Imma front those grams
Cmon man
Taking Short term goals goals to get to plans
I’m Going ham so my son skips the spam
When it goes up eventually the shit’ll land
So I stick to plans cause when it hits the fan

Cmon who you gon depend on, me
Ya friends gone turned on to fentynol
Sleeping on a Xanax pill and Tylenol
I’m a motherfucking problem, like when nights nodding off
There’s a lot of soft niggas, cotton balls
And my flow wetter then niagara falls
Word to my mother, when I grab my balls
And I’m a motherfucker when my daughter calls
Don’t ring me
Doe ray me
Money green, grows on trees comes easy as raking, first placing me, racing
I’ll Give it all up I will bet it all
Whether all is good or bad, I’ll get it off
They’ll buy it for a price and invest the flaw, addiction can’t be stopped, crop it out my draws

Introduced to strangers
Ain’t nothing stranger
Going noodles w the strainer
Kanye work out no trainer
One drainer
Containers
No brainer
No brainer
I can’t entertainer
I was introduced to a stranger

Find me lost
Leprechaun
Lead me on they led me Wrong
See me gon, mirrors and smoke and fog
Knock on wood don’t hope I bark
Howl like a wolf
Out of the bush
How many bars he got
How long it took
To give me what he got
Now they stop to look
Like a plot to jugg
In the flesh like shug

And I ain’t even tryna be famous
Middle fingers to you pointing tryna Blame us
Ain’t a spot on a dot stainless
Nigga I’m a shape shifter - rearrange it
Word to Busta my rhymes dangerous
Pride to High to edit or change it
Dollar and a dream to what change is
Witness too many faces too many strangers

Peter picked the pepper
Eve is who he slept w
Decayed and decrepit
Replay my endeavours
Well endowed invested
Eggs heated and nested
Wait until they hatch
Like a cabbage patch
They online
Snitching w this dispatch
Switch hands ambidextrous Mitch match
Bitch bag back, flow nap sack
It’s a wrap zip lock glad bag
And I ain’t even tryna be famous
Looking at these cookie cutter amos
Defeating struggle by the hustle daily basis
Shuffle my deck and deal chips las Vegas
Hop in the matrix to beat the segas
That means the game
Hungers the name
Remember the pain
White tee the stain
Whatever you sayn
Make sure you explain