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pick yo mans up - t danger lyrics

you know i like that sound
yeah yeah yeah
lmg got flexed up

pick yo mans up, pick yo mans up yeah
gang in this b*tch, we got our bands up yeah

pick yo mans up, pick yo mans up yeah
triple r in this b*tch, we got our bands up yeah

b*tch i′m young and turnt, i’m dumb and reckless
i might just caught a body

different color rollie on my wrist
like dennis, ballin scottie (yeah yeah)

say she wanna kick it
like a teacher, i show her karate
b*tch i′m t danger not lil yachty
you won’t get a godd*mn night
rapper on the outside, on the inside i’m a dope fiend
i amg my 63, made it all white like some cocaine (made that m*th*f*cka all white)

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
they know i′m the sh*t

pick yo mans up, pick yo mans up yeah

throw yo m*th*f*ckin bands up
if you got it, then put yo m*th*f*cka mans on
i know she want me
had to tell her, “keep yo hands off”, catch me chilling in my bag
i just landed in miami, i got jet lag
get on they ass they don′t get a pass, you know we finna slide through

all black mask, blood all on the grass
you know that homicide true

we don’t need a hero, you know that my demons gone find you
b*tch i′m so young and turnt, i’m triple r
do i have to remind you

pick yo mans up, pick yo mans up yeah
gang in this b*tch, we got our bands up yeah

pick yo mans up, pick yo mans up yeah
triple r in this b*tch, we got our bands up yeah
you know what i′m saying
grab yo mans before we slay him
cartier diamonds on my wrist
lil tommy you the man, say how you flex like this
i do what i wanna, smoke marijuana
i take risks and pop my sh*t

last year i was broke, now i’m rich
big body tonka in this b*tch

but f*ck that sh*t, right back to yo mans we gone scr*p him up
40 on my hip, we bake him up
you know we sent him up
im off the x, i don′t f*ck with xans
in the party with them bands
i’m off that sh*t right now, can’t even think
she top me with no hands
i bet this sh*t sound h*lla different
off the top don′t use a note pad
i can turn her up, but she still driving in that moped (ew)
i just count my bands up, while i′m chillin with my hoe ass
probably out of state, i take i trip i’m flexing on yo broke ass
like yeah, woah woah
like yeah yeah yeah
you know i′m young and turnt i’m in this b*tch like yeah
i′m off this b*tch, you know i’m faded than a m*th*f*cka

- t danger lyrics

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