No Hook

By JT

On Club Cheetah

Released on October 4, 2025

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[Intro]

All rise for the national slander

Bad bitch salute, ugly hoes sit down

We are now entering, I don't give a fuck nation (It's war)

I'm the motherfuckin' president


[Verse]

Mother fuck a ho, and tell her I said it (Pussy)

I open up my ass right now and tell her wet it

Hoes mad botched up, ugly and pathetic

I'm throwing shots at hoes, gon' stay up to catch it

Who Brenda daughter? My daddy sold coke, ho

Port of Miami, he got it off the boat, ho

Black Griselda, rebellious ass City Girl

Been that bitch since birthdays at Disney World

You don't know me, bitch, don't bring up my upbringing

Your mammy was around, that pussy still was swinging

Hold on, make me spin your blocks, Stripparina

Pussy so tight, I could barely fit a finger (I got her mad)

Ho, you a flop and a ugly ass Selena

Step down on this ho like a Civil Rights leader

Lil' ho will go for anything off a pill

Ms in my nigga Birkin bag, might spill

How you a brim, never been on the drill?

Heard you got a scratch you can't itch, eww, Vagisil

You get took for granted, I get niggas pockets took, ho

Say you stacking paper, let me see you read a book, ho

Ten different faces, I forgot the way you look, ho

Bitch, drop neck and put it right under my foot, ho

"Bodega Baddie", my ass, you chopped cheese

That ass lookin' crazy, Cardi-in-a-diaper-B (Eww)

Bitches jealous of the diva, and they obsessed

Lame school dressin' ass ho, picked the wrong test

Shout out my bitches, who never fake the funk (Never)

That shit she brag about, I sold it out the trunk

Your mammy ran a whorehouse

The only time I seen you with a pen, was at the courthouse

Huh, didn't you say the City Girls wasn't up?

That ain't your friend, dumb bitch, your BD getting fucked

Ugly ass bitch, got shook out of Carbone

Had to move quick, insecure ass groupie ho

Dusty ass bitch, don't wanna bang with me

Atlantic gassed you to bang, I'ma bang on E

Whole career felt small, going against the Queen

Who the fuck told your ugly ass to go against me?

This that penthouse flow, bad bitch for pay

You pay your bills and taxes so he can fuck where y'all stay

Ole, bird-brained bitch, you so fucking pitiful

Open the windows in that house, get off of live looking miserable

And fuck them crackers at the motherfucking fashion houses

I'm in the club in they shit, with my ass bouncing

My IG a motherfucking fashion show

Can't believe I'm arguing with the face of Fashion No'

I'll dog you, ho, I'm a breeder

Kollin keep you dressed like a tarot card reader

You can never be cunt, you a lame ho

Pregnant by a nigga who suck dick after games, ho (A-ha!)

Let it go, you've been mad for years

I'd be pissed too if my face was tucked behind my ears

Yo' nigga cheat, but what? Bitch, you a duck, bitch

The bar in hell, you should've left that line in a tuck, bitch

Lame ass ho, drained ass ho

Purge face, mixed with Jim Carrey, The Mask ass ho

You a green ass bitch, a Shein ass bitch

You ain't a big dog, you really a little teeny ass bitch

Non rappin' ass bitch, non writing ass bitch

Fuck a fashion show, I wanna go to the booth with you, bitch

Old clown ass eater, ran through demeanor

I miss the old face Cardi, who the fuck is this creature?

Fake healed ass bitch, ew ass bitch

33-year-old, still claiming brim ass bitch

I'ma ask the ho again, who the fuck you talkin' to?

Shit crazy, how the fuck your nigga out mugging you?

Damn, that was fast, bitch

I know his pickup line was "Fuck 'Set, let's shake ass, bitch"

Haha, everybody let's laugh, bitch

You can never fuck with me, dirty botched bitch (Never)

Bringin' up numbers, knowing they fake

You let niggas dog you for press, but I'm the bitch you can't take

I'ma hard body Barbie, the one you can't break

Basement booty ass bitch, ain't gon' make shit shake

Ass, ass bitch, took all them years just to drop shit

Don't stop, JT, belt-to-WAP bitch

Bitches hate to see you eatin', what they can't cook

I pull a Prada out the closet, just to give a look

Pretty, black, with talent, that's what you not, bitch

My Okay records, better than your Hot Shit