No Contempt

Official music video for “No Contempt” by lelo. Filmed and Directed by: @Cdubwav Edited by: @wheresKerx Produced by: @ProdbyAC and @ProdHarz [Intro] Yeah Ignore that lil' feelin' in your gut, you know I treat you good Yeah, ignore that lil' feelin' in your gut, you know I treat you good (Ayy, yeah) [Chorus] Don't call me no dreamer, this a real bag She a ten, I can't call her bitch 'cause I'm gon' feel bad Young turnt nigga, old money, so I feel fast She put that Celine on her waist, so she feel snatched Thousand-dollar jeans, they distressed, so they feel thrashed (Yeah) It's a nigga dreams gettin' pressed when that seal crack And she put that lil' feelin' in your chest, nigga, heal that Yeah, yeah, all my niggas sewed up (Yeah) She want me to make it just to fuck me in that Rover (Ah) I get so damn fly, this bitch just asked me for atonement My niggas played about my mama thinkin' I condoned it [Verse] My fit K, different funds got me innovatin' I need to smash this bitch so fuckin' bad, I'm irritated And I get growin' pains, so I make guap to mitigate it (Yeah) He ain't never seen no rain, he is not my imitator Yeah, I done really made this shit from nothin', I'll show a nigga She read all them self-help books, think she know a nigga Every shot I made was full court, I been scorin' different Every shot he take was from that wreck, he ain't got no attempts You be beggin' for it, she tryna give me face with no contempt If we say it's war, then it's up, we can't make no exempts We can't have no goofies in the spot 'cause we exposed 'em She grabbed me off my shoulder, left my jacket with a rose tint [Chorus] Don't call me no dreamer, this a real bag She a ten, I can't call her bitch 'cause I'm gon' feel bad Young turnt nigga, old money, so I feel fast Yeah, yep Don't call me no dreamer, this a real bag She a ten, I can't call her bitch 'cause I'm gon' feel bad Young turnt nigga, old money, so I feel fast She put that Celine on her waist, so she feel snatch Thousand-dollar jeans, they distressed, so they feel thrashed (Yeah) It's a nigga dreams gettin' pressed when that seal crack She put that lil' feelin' in your chest, nigga, heal that Yeah, yeah, all my niggas sewed up (Yeah) She want me to make it just to fuck me in that Rover (Ah) I get so damn fly, this bitch just asked me for atonement My niggas played about my mama thinkin' I condoned it