Drake , Chris Brown - No Guidance

Before I die I'm tryna f#ck you, baby

Hopefully we don't have no babies

I don't even wanna go back home

Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own



Trips that you plan for the next whole week

Bands too long for a nigga so cheap

And your flex OD, and your sex OD

You got it, girl, you got it



You got it, girl, you got

Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin'

You just took it off the lot, no mileage

Way they hittin' you, the DM lookin' violent



Talkin' wild, you come around and now they silent

Flew the coop at 17, no guidance

You be stayin' low but you know what the vibes is

Ain't never got you nowhere bein' modest

Poppin' shit but only 'cause you know you're poppin' yeah