Like nah
Like nah
sh#t n#gg# said it’s YNG
Beat be heat, bars is trash, I’m just feeling the mood
n#gg#s mad b#tches stick to me as cement glue
I ain’t worried about your n#gg#, he just one of your dudes
A bad b#tch hit my line, she just rock with my moves
Call me fake, sad, trash, or a wannabe n#gg# you swearing
To a god, but we cold heart sinners
I’m making bread, bring the beef, I be cooking it n#gg#
Before I serve it, spit a loogie, n#gg#s eat it for dinner
Figure taking all thesе b#tches be fun if they sucking dick
Huh nah
Sikе that, now it’s back to your crib
Can’t even make me my music baby momma throwing a fit
n#gg#s call me Yung Magician way I lay these tricks
Beat be heat, bars is trash, don’t you f#ck with my mood
n#gg#s mad b#tches stick to me as cement glue
I might take a couple chicks to trip, to Cancún
Flow tighter than five fat n#gg#s up in a coup
Lil b#tch hit my line, ask to f#ck in her Chevy
Like god damn, pipe down, b#tch be keeping it messy
p#ss# n#gg#s steady hating till we rocking the Fendi and we some
Yung n#gg#s Karma pouring the Henny
Yung Mauni on the beat
Take your hoe at the max
Tell that b#tch “go grab a stack and get my n#gg#s some wraps”
Said it’s, straight facts
n#gg# bust out the pack
And while I’m smoking on a black
Might just blow out her back
Beat be heat, bars is trash, I’m just feeling the mood
n#gg#s mad b#tches stick to me like cement glue
I ain’t worried about your n#gg#, he just one of your dudes
A bad b#tch hit my line, she just rock with my moves
Verse 2] Yung Karma
Hello
Hello
Suck on my dick like Jello
Corona time, so elbows
I like to joke and hang with my fellows
Smoking gas got me zooted, I am the head, you are Kibbutznik
Tell me I’m “losing it”
Get it together you’re starting to lose your sh#t
Tommy Hilfiger sauce
Put me in it now you’ve got gas
Always first, never get last
Give me a whip and I’m going fast
She getting nude gon’ throw it back
#ss fatter than a Cadillac
She gon’ f#ck around catch the Dadillac
Hah
Look
Uh
Hit it with the one time
Uh uh
Hit it with the two time
Uh uh
Hit it with the three time hit it with the peace sign
After I give her the mean pipe
Uh
Pop a molly got me moving like zombie
b#tch give good head, call it sloppy toppy
Stacking up my bread cause I’m trying to cop an Audi
Your b#tch slid up cause she f#ck with my body
I’m with the apes, yeah we clean off our plates
Get us some money, go back to the bank
Yeah I stack it up high, and my gun keeps us safe
Doing my sh#t yeah I stay in my lane
I say that it’s legal when really it’s not
Remember when I was Yung cooking up in the pot
Had to do it, had to flip up the spot
People tried, but dumb I was not
Had to get it while I whip up the city
When it is raining damn sure it ain’t pretty
Stay in the mud but I’m not filthy
My n#gg# do shoot like we playing hoops
Imma trash rapper you talk to the feds
Goofy #ss n#gg# now I want your head
You wearing that drip, you still look so sped
You still look so dead
Beat be heat, bars is trash, I’m just feeling the mood
n#gg#s mad b#tches stick to me as cement glue
I ain’t worried about your n#gg#, he just one of your dudes
A bad b#tch hit my line, she just rock with my moves
Like nah
Like nah
Like nah
Like nah
sh#t n#gg# said it’s YNG
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