No Wings - Lil Debbie

I got a feeling, I just touched a million

Kushy got me going, I could touch the ceiling

When I kill it, same difference, I’m just feeling different

Mo' money, mo' problems, we just kill 'em different

But we still efficient

Bitch you know I’m fly no wings

Only married to the motherfucking money, bling, bling

I ain’t looking for attachment, we can fuck with no strings

I ain’t looking for a piece, bitch I want the whole thing like ya

I’ma show 'em ain’t no question who the baddest out, ya

Bout to give these bitches something to be mad about, ya

Bout to show them ain’t no question who the smartest out, ya

We be cruising even though we took the hardest route, ya

They know who the boss (yeah), foreign grill exhaust (yeah)

Everyday I floss (yeah), hygiene never off (yeah)

Like to turn 'em on, got 'em saying take it off (take it off)

I just tell 'em buckle up, cause we taking off (taking off)

Cause I be flying no wings on

Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah)

Only answer to the money ring, ring

And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching)

Cause I be flying no wings on

Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah)

Only answer to the money ring, ring

And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching)

We are not alike, we are not the same

I be high as fuck, you stuck in a lane

I’m so high about your bullshit, I don’t hear a sound

I’m so fly your bitches bullshit can’t bring me down

I don’t like to fuss, I just like to flex

Fucking up the game, now that’s my type of sex

Got to hustle, bitches didn’t even break a sweat

Your man looking, breaking necks

I got that feeling that we popping, we popping

Each day a movie and I know they watching, they plotting

I’m too addicted to this flying, my only option

These haters got so much in common, so no responding

Bitch my moves do the speaking

My trees do the reeking, everyday a celebration

Every night is like the weekend

We be overseeing, we be Sandy Beaching

Bitches always talking, get to pressing, they retreating

Fuck a reason, it’s my season

Cause I be flying no wings on

Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah)

Only answer to the money ring, ring

And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching)

Cause I be flying no wings on

Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah)

Only answer to the money ring, ring

And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching)