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intro - ybk tay lyrics

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woah

ya

hol on

lets go

let’s go

three

three two one let’s go

f*cking this b*tch might pass that need me a rari might f*ck around and crash that

got opps ducking no aflac hop in the johnny get to driving like mad max

old b*tch had face
side chick got ass
new b*tch got both can’t pass that

we did that sh*t not a follower everything gold in the warriors

honor ourselves that’s what glory does got to much money it’s storing up
started wit nun now we coming up came from a far like a foreigner

u tryna get in but the door is stuck seeing our shine tryna lura us

shawty thinking she one us gotta stay in the back not in front of the bus

big racks yo lil bro we did that

real rap we got the money n saved that

big cap we spent that on maybachs

no cap thought we was going to sp*ce?

wanted the stars in the wraith?

foreal we can get it today

wel gonna make us a play

my fault i was going through a phase

me and wel taking over and no one can stop us

hybrid wit the fashion louie prada balenciaga
admired by the haters cause we always the topic

new drip we gotta cop it we hopping in a moshpit

f*cking this b*tch might pass that need me a rari might f*ck around and crash that

got opps ducking no aflac hop in the johnny get to driving like mad max

old b*tch had face
side chick got ass
new b*tch got both can’t pass that

we did that sh*t not a follower everything gold in the warriors

fitted got the new drip and it’s fitted

n*ggas be acting like mrs

when they know you was just winning

i just pulled up and i’m winning

i got the gang wit me always

a young n*gga stuck in his ways
a young n*gga make some plays

geeked up hot like pots and pans

don’t do all of that talking it’s money discussion tryna provide for fam

u get to steppa i seen u was coming tryna reach out ya hand got lethal weapon it send u to heaven i advise that you to try it again

i need my money all blue gotta split it wit the crew

copping my b*tch jimmy choos no laces for the shoes

b*tches see us n they drool putting on for the team

patek watch and it gleam

water water it’s a stream

f*cking this b*tch might pass that need me a rari might f*ck around and crash that

got opps ducking no aflac hop in the johnny get to driving like mad max

old b*tch had face
side chick got ass
new b*tch got both can’t pass that

we did that sh*t not a follower everything gold in the warriors

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