No Return (Explicit)

No Return (Explicit) - Polo G/The Kid LAROI/Lil Durk

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Charlton Howard/Durk Derrick Banks

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Charlton Howard/Durk Derrick Banks

Polo G/The Kid LAROI：

Oh oh

Uh

No no

Uh uh uh uh

No oh oh

Uh uh uh uh uh

No oh

Uh uh

Uh

Uh

D**n Ryder

Polo G：

Used to hit the block and serve

Work the rock like Kyrie Irv'

Link up with gang like what's the word

Pull up skrrt switchin' lanes might jump the curb

And yeah b***h I'm really him

Put that on fire f**k what you heard

Got three .50s that's 150 ain't no limit I f**k with Herb

Lil' kids turned grown men we come from cribs dysfunctional

Gotta learn how to play your own hand

Don't ever get too comfortable

That's lil' s**t he can think he hot

'Til them real killers come and humble you

All day tell 'em "Spin the block"

'Til your best friend laying under you

Know 'bout late nights and that hunger

Know 'bout rainy days and that thunder

I know lil' n***as on slime s**t no Young Thugs and Gunnas

We was in the field Glock kick back

We gon' kick it off like punters

I'm Too Turnt Gang got five in me

I ain't never been no runner

B***h

The Kid LAROI：

I can't ever go back

Oh oh

To the way s**t was

Oh no

I done really came from nothing now I got everything that I want

Oh oh oh

I can't ever go back to the way s**t was

Oh

I done came too far

Uh

Put that on everything I love

D**n Ryder

Roaches in the crib

Uh-uh

Mama on d**gs

No-uh

I can't let it go back to the way that it was

I can't never go back

No-oh oh

I can't never I can't never I can't never I can't never I can't

D**n Ryder

Lil Durk：

I come from the muddiest part of the trenches where n***as are dyin' today

N***as into it with you

But n***as gon' hang in clique and be in the way

Yeah yeah yeah

I'd rather be on the case

And stay in the mix than be in a n***a case

Be in a n***a case

I don't sneak diss the s**t

I tell my dog the s**t I'll say in your face

Say in a n***a face

Perc' got fentanyl on 'em he still want him a sixty

Want him a sixty

I took my brother Ruger

And told him think and I gave him a .50

Gave him a .50 oh

That backdoor cool where I'm from that s**t new in the city

Oh oh oh

And y'all be hanging and playing the game together

You know you snitchin'

Oh oh oh

I be tired of losing my n***as to n***as who knew the killer

Who knew the killer

Threw up my guts I seen that footage you don't know that feeling

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I can't hang with my n***as homies dolo I don't know them n***as

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Why they play with me on IG like we lame

They know we killers yeah

The Kid LAROI：

I can't ever go back

Oh oh

To the way s**t was

Oh no

I done really came from nothing now I got everything that I want

Oh oh

I can't ever go back to the way s**t was

Oh

I done came too far

Uh

Put that on everything I love

D**n Ryder

Roaches in the crib

Uh-uh

Mama on d**gs

No-uh

I can't let it go back to the way that it was

I can't never go back

No-oh oh

I can't never I can't never I can't never I can't never I can't

D**n Ryder