No Jewelry Lyrics – Belly Gang Kushington
“No Jewelry” is a song written in the English language by Belly Gang Kushington where the group has been mentioned as the artist, songwriter, and lyricist. This song was released on 20th August 2026, and the credit for writing, composing and performing vocals for the song lies with Belly Gang Kushington. This makes the song a complete creation of the group since all the three roles of creativity for the track have been fulfilled by the same artist. The cohesive nature of the creativity behind the song makes it unique and ensures that the artist maintains consistency in his or her music. Being a new release of 2026, “No Jewelry” provides a contemporary addition to the musical collection of Belly Gang Kushington and gives listeners an English-language song.
No Jewelry Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | Belly Gang Kushington |
| Composer | Belly Gang Kushington |
| Lyrics | Belly Gang Kushington |
| Album | — |
| Release | Aug 20, 2026 |
| Language | English |
No Jewelry Song Lyrics
Ayy, one thing a rap nigga couldn’t ever be is like me, nigga
Don’t none of this shit make me, nigga
I put these cars up, nigga, I put these clothes up
Nigga, I take this jewelry off right now, nigga
You know what I’m sayin’?
Nigga, this how I rap without no jewelry
Nigga, I hope this ho I nutted in cum on her period
Nigga had called me white, I think he fooled by my appearance
I really had wanted to get that nigga killed, but it ain’t that serious
Nigga, I still got pounds left from back when I used to trap, who wanna buy?
Nigga, I still be payin’ a tester to test the coke, who wanna try?
She wanna fuck me with my ice on, her clothes, she come up out it
Lights off, it’s still so bright in the room, I still can see her body
Peepholes, screen doors, nigga, I still can see up out it
Make her young nigga work the spot, I put the trap in autopilot
Man, my brother back in the pen, they tryna say he caught a body
Now we tryna get a appeal, I don’t fuck with Bill Cosby
I don’t fuck around when it come to these bricks, I already got a connect
Plug mailin’ work to the spot, I already got a address
Nigga, I already got a Patek, nigga, I already gotta finesse
I’ma keep sellin’ work, I’m one of them niggas they gotta arrest
I’m one of them niggas they gotta protect, all of my shooters got a vest
I been buying bodies lately, all of my bitches got a chest
All of my pieces got a baguette, all of my features got a Rolex
All of my bitches mad when I don’t be answerin’ the phone, they gotta be stressed
They be callin’ back to back to back to back, I gotta reject
Nigga, I came from doin’ fraud and sellin’ crack, I got a reflex
Nigga, every bitch page I click on say “follow back”
Nigga, every duffel bag I put on got a hundred racks
Nigga, all this work I’m finna drop on the stove is comin’ back
Nigga, my mama left me for dead, I do not feel like Kyla Pratt
I do not feel like Proud Family, Oscar Proud, yeah, all of that
Nigga, I came from grandma beatin’ my ass for all that talkin’ back
Nigga, I came from walkin’ without my bros and all us walkin’ back
Nigga, I came from scammin’ in them stores tryin’ not to get caught in the act
Nigga, I came from all of the crack, nigga, the game is callin’ me back
Nigga, the game is callin’ me back, nigga, the game is callin’ me back
Nigga, the game is callin’ me back, I done got famous, I don’t need that
So many people is callin’ me white, so many people is callin’ me black, white boy
They gon’ say what they want to anyways, nigga, fuck ’em
Puttin’ my motherfuckin’ jewelry back on, nigga
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