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alot - yl stunna lyrics

[intro: yl stunna]
’cause i wake up and get it i don’t sleep a lot
i couldn’t find a way had to figure it out
we get them packs in share em like some thots
stand on the block til we get us some knots
these n*ggas want beef finna go get a pot ya
wipe your nose for a reason it wasn’t the snot no oh

[chorus: yl stunna]
i wake up and get it i don’t sleep a lot
i couldn’t find a way had to figure it out
we get them packs in share em like some thots
stand on the block til we get us some knots
these n*ggas want beef finna go get a pot
heat em up, heat em up
wipe your nose for a reason it wasn’t the snot
slatt, ha choo
i’m living fast i might not see tomorrow
my b*tch bad i’m f*cking on a bottle
no need for plan b ’cause she swallow
you only live once that’s the motto
back to the motherf*cking basics
twelve came and got me stayed solid i ain’t say sh*t
playing with the slime now they asking where his face went
where it go?
ion know bro
sh*t didn’t make sense
[verse 1: yl stunna]
i’mma throw the racks to the ceiling
beat the p*ssy til it ain’t no feeling
i’mma spit the sh*t so trill
they gone have no choice but to feel me
got the pounds laying round like some children
i’mma pop soon i gotta feeling
young and loaded slime ima villain
hop out with that d*ck ima start k!lling
cut that b*tch off it ain’t no hard feelings
kicking b*tches out of our business
hit the studio i put my heart in it
ion know what the f*ck you think
i’ve been through so much pain
use to cry everyday i was broke
now i’m laughing to the bank
smoking exotic weed and it stank
got a brand new coupe i delete the roof
all new racks, they amina blu
a lot snakes in the pen hope they free the crew
young 2pac, i got the juice
got the game by the neck i ain’t using no noose
wake up in the morning like i gotta go to school
getting straight to the money like the sh*t was a rule
bedroom look like a pool full of all blues
[chorus: yl stunna]
i wake up and get it i don’t sleep a lot
i couldn’t find a way had to figure it out
we get them packs in share em like some thots
stand on the block til we get us some knots
these n*ggas want beef finna go get a pot
heat em up, heat em up
wipe your nose for a reason it wasn’t the snot
slatt, ha choo
i’m living fast i might not see tomorrow
my b*tch bad i’m f*cking on a bottle
no need for plan b cause she swallow
you only live once that’s the motto
back to the motherf*cking basics
twelve came and got me stayed solid i ain’t say sh*t
playing with the slime now they asking where his face went
where it go?
ion know bro
sh*t didn’t make sense

[verse 2: yung zu]
to get where i’m at man this sh*t took a lot
i just climb my lil way to the tippidy top
n*gga say he want smoke i pull up on on ya block
and i spin ya lil sh*t like the top on the bottle
them slimes on patrol so don’t think about robbing
we been through alot so they sum like my brothers
i walked in the bank came back out with them colors
real ro5 n*gga i’m straight from the gutter
play with me yo face gone be on a shirt
they say i’m to wreckless when i’m on these percs
lil stunna my brother you know that i got him you play with him
yo face gone be in the dirt
it took a lot to see boo in that he*rs*
i swear that sh*t hurt me it hit me the worse
had to jump out my feelings and get back to work
swear that clout chasing leave n*ggas stuck like like a curse
i ain’t been to sleep in weeks
the cash on my mind i gotta go get it designer gone cover my feet
they say they want smoke but they don’t really want it
’cause we’ll come and heat up them streets
ima always stay solid and keep it one hundred til they take the breath out of me
[chorus: yl stunna]
’cause i wake up and get it i don’t sleep a lot
i couldn’t find a way had to figure it out
we get them packs in share em like some thots
stand on the block til we get us some knots
these n*ggas want beef finna go get a pot now
heat em up, heat em up
wipe your nose for a reason it wasn’t the snot
slatt, ha choo
i’m living fast i might not see tomorrow
my b*tch bad i’m f*cking on a bottle
no need for plan b cause she swallow
you only live once that’s the motto
back to the motherf*cking basics
twelve came and got me stayed solid i ain’t say sh*t
playing with the slime now they asking where his face went
where it go?
ion know bro
sh*t didn’t make sense

- yl stunna lyrics

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