yeah - yc (yung chris) lyrics
[chorus: chill will]
tell them [?] when i pull up
real n*ggas in the building, when i show up
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[?]
big money in the building, what you ain’t on
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[verse 1: chill will]
i do what you can’t do
i go where you can’t go
you be eating [?]
i be eating bankrolls
never in the bas*m*nt
always on the top floor
[?] in the bas*m*nt
money on the top floor
hoes wanna f*ck me
haters wanna be me
easy, i just make the sh*t look easy
and since the work coming in by the boatload
i can spend 30,000 on the wardrobe
[?] so high, that i got a tan
much money i got, i could buy some land
got [?] like kids in a mini van
but these ain’t kids in the mini van
i done counted so much, that my thumbs green
i can get a hundred [?] i seen
i done counted so much, i got the green thumb
everybody balling out when [?] come
[chorus: chill will]
tell them [?] when i pull up
real n*ggas in the building, when i show up
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[?]
big money in the building, what you ain’t on
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[verse 2: yc]
searching for love, sh*t, i’m searching for a plug
money, s*x and drugs
yc, chill and thug
talking [?], [?], lego my eggo
about that paper, knock your meat out your taco
run your name red hot, to get your wrist cold
i’m talking 752, [?] 313
ain’t nothing clean round this b*tch
everything dirty, ’cause we working
hey
you [?] on the way [?]
acrobatic, the way a n*gga flip hoes
[?] smoke kush, no [?]
eyes red, no beam, this sh*t ain’t easy as seems
all i see is the green
money [?]
smell like kush and [?]
i can count [?]
love to count that cash
need a b*tch with an ass
and a car with a stash
black tool and a mask
[chorus: chill will]
tell them [?] when i pull up
real n*ggas in the building, when i show up
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[?]
big money in the building, what you ain’t on
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[verse 3: young thug]
thug life like pac, what it do, dawg?
put some chains on a f*ck n*gga ead, now that’s a fruit [?]
should be named j.d.y., ’cause we’ll just do y’all
i control this motherf*cking world, n*gga, mute y’all
i mean shoot y’all, talking ’bout i got choppers
the jewlery got a young n*gga sick, but [?] play doctor like phil
drink lean, i pop mollys, [?] pills
want dope, [?] money on [?] first [?]
and if you play, i will let my homie give you a will
and my life [?] so if you [?] just name [?]
and been had white, so [?]
pull up on me with that brick, then n*gga, that’s [?]
let’s go
[chorus: chill will]
tell them [?] when i pull up
real n*ggas in the building, when i show up
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
[?]
big money in the building, what you ain’t on
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
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