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really - yid (rapper) lyrics

[pre-hook: yhung to]
b-tch we really really with it
all my n-gg-s bout to build it, they be really really juiced
you n-gg-s really fibbin’, it ain’t really bout no money then you really talkin’ gibberish

[hook: yhung to]
b-tch we really really with it
n-gg-s say they gettin’ money but we really really get it
in the field we really in it
what these n-gg-s say they doin’ we done really really did it
oh, these n-gg-s don’t phase me
all this gold in my mouth, they fugazi
i’ll never ever let a b-tch play me
1080 on my wrist like it’s hd

[verse 1: yid]
you know i gotta keep it on me in case them n-gg-s creepin’ on me
droppin’ with this hot sh-t, p-ssy that’s for speakin’ on me
all my n-gg-s bang n-gg-, my n-gg-s they insane n-gg-
speakin’ on the gang n-gg-, pop out where you hang n-gg-
b-tches keep hittin’ my line askin’ can they get some time
they ain’t talkin guapalay then them hoes get declined
n-gg-s say they in the field, said they did a little time
talkin’ bout they shootin’ sh-t, n-gg-s ain’t commit a crime
i’ma just flex on ’em, runnin’ up a check on ’em
b-tches i don’t stress on ’em, shoes i spent a check on ’em
dare a n-gg- to step on ’em, better have a vest on him
pillow talkin’ to these b-tches, n-gg- that’s what suckas do
if she tryna f-ck me then my brothers f-ckin’ too
and their friends f-ckin’ too, d-mn these b-tches love the crew
b-tch my gang love to shoot, n-gg- who the f-ck is you

[verse 2: yid]
(?) pourin’ up, (?) rollin’ up
this ice got me cold as f-ck and my heart cold as f-ck
all my n-gg-s know what’s up, n-gg- what you throwin’ up?
there’s problems then we loadin’ up, sure you want some smoke with us?
we be doin’ drills boy, f-ck how you feel boy
playin’ in this field that’ll get your -ss killed boy
this drank got me on n-gg- but i ain’t alone n-gg-
headshot headshot, get your -ss domed n-gg-
got it out the mud, yeah i got it on my own n-gg-
the glock compact but the clip is enlonged n-gg-
we the main topic, (?) ringin’ like a phone n-gg-
hop out with that cash, that b-tch be singin’ like song n-gg-
got it out the mud, yeah i got it on my own n-gg-
the glock compact but the clip is enlonged n-gg-
we the main topic, (?) ringin’ like a phone n-gg-
hop out with that cash, that b-tch be singin’ like song n-gg-

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