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yams - ryan kelly lyrics

[intro]
first i get a pack
then i let it go
then i double back
touch down on a ho
shawty p*ssy trash
i’ma let her know
keep that sh*t a stack
that’s the only sh*t i* (yeah)

[verse]
hard to count a hundred when i’m busy on the phone with you
gotta pay attention ‘cuz it’s busy i don’t know n*ggas
you’re really sweet but i ain’t tryna be at home with ya
broke*ass personality i’d rather have a golddigger
she in the yams but she havin’ it on cashapp
shawty sent me half, hit my cousin ‘cuz he bad bad
ninety on the highway ‘cuz i’m rushin home to have that (on the way)
call me uncle sam ‘cuz you know i’m finna tax that (i need that tax, let’s go)
i just wanna eat up
she just want a weekend
i just wanna eat her
shе say we could be friends
told my ho i’m ot
gotta keep it dеcent
watchin’ shawty phone and i know she see me peekin’
8ths for 25 ‘cuz i get it in low
all about the vibe and she pray she get smoke
i don’t even drive but i told a ho i’m hungry
so she bought your boy some fries, took ’em through the window
(as she should, look)
[hook]
first i get a pack
then i let it go
then i double back
touch down on a ho
shawty p*ssy trash
i’ma let her know
keep that sh*t a stack
that’s the only sh*t i know
first i get a pack
then i let it go
then i double back
touch down on a ho
shawty p*ssy trash
i’ma let her know
keep that sh*t a stack
that’s the only sh*t i know

[verse]
why you wanna play? (huh?)
what the f*ck you thought? (n*gga)
now you in the way (pow)
and it’s all your fault (yup)
don’t you think you safe (nah)
i’ma get the vault
i want everything as soon as i get involved, nah (let’s go)
re*up
i could turn a six into a sixteen (i could turn a six into a*)
team up
that’s the only way you gettin’ with me (that’s the only way these n*ggas*)
cheater
run it up so fast because it’s instinct
no braggin’ on this baggin’
but i’m having mathematics
if we had to speak on habits
then it happens, i’m established
as the patterns of my passion is the gas
i used to lap ’em
i don’t dabble in them fabrics
but i stack it ’till it’s crackin’
heard you blew through all your bands
but that’s what happens when you average or
default
you not on my page but i can read y’all
teach y’all
universal arms, i can reach y’all
busy with them bands but that’s the same thing
‘cuz soon as n*ggas pressure my cycle i get a flame ring
(nah, nah, nah, nah)
[hook]
first i get a pack
then i let it go
then i double back
touch down on a ho
shawty p*ssy trash
i’ma let her know
keep that sh*t a stack
that’s the only sh*t i know (know, know)
(b*tch)

[outro]
when i’m busy on the phone with you
had to pay attention ‘cuz it’s busy i don’t know n*ggas
you’re really sweet but i ain’t tryna be at home with ya
broke*ass personality i’d rather have a golddigger
she in the yams

- ryan kelly lyrics

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