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intro - y£llows lyrics

[intro]
(socold beats)

[verse]
what’s the code? me and d tryna crack this (what’s the code?)
my trackie ain’t medium, it’s trap fit
i sent the plug bands wrapped in elastic, 9 bars, boxes and packets
rhyme hard, boxes and matchsticks, said the cat looks like she ain’t even try hard from a distance
she ain’t even bypass, and now she a blacklist
i don’t k!lled h*lla beats, free cemeteries, done it all with my re’
i ain’t even try hard till the nitty find card, try give him some weed, but he don’t want my p, he just tryna find dark
console energy, if you’re gonna find start, you’re under my g if your trapline sparks
then you get more trees, if you need more trees, then i got suttin’ set for you under my sleeves (under my sleeves)
said she “needs more me”, got suttin’ set for you under my jeans
she’s tryna floor, splits, hold man’s d*ck, you can hold man’s drink, don’t toke’ my spliff
i shot draws, bits, whole 1 zips, for the breakdown the food, getting taken today
told holly, my mate, that she’ll hate it, and that’s just so man make a change in (?)
i know i’m the coldest out, it might fly over your head, don’t worry, i’ll wait
tied in on my n*gga, he just held a raid, and he’s stressed, i said “don’t worry, you’re safe”
you ever run a long way when you’re holding a chase?, if i don’t get grabbed, man’s making a tune
ever had a long day, go back where you lay, wake up in the morning, there’s jakes in your room? (what the f*ck?!)
like henry, a man move horrid for these bankrolls, trapping in the morning, porridge in the bando
gassing your n*gga, he’s capping, he ain’t trapping, it’s only colly’ where your man goes (liar)
i shout ruby back for a tic, ruby con’ me out of a drink (you lil’ b*tch)
fed’s spinning my circle, a dj, jumped in my berkan, lil tj
all of them lies, ruby told, when i told ruby rise, ruby rose
this cat hit d, said she want’s 3 b, when it comes to the light, she ain’t using a pipe, she’s using her nose (sniffers)
ain’t no*one whippin’ for free, more prof’ for the bros, less work for the team
i done told shadow “gotta work to the re”, my girl mad stressed, for i’m tryna make p
always tryna debate, ain’t working for me, telling my mate “don’t fall for the bait, cause your wage and your freedom at stake” (don’t get grabbed)
and if you hold chase, get grabbed by the jakes (don’t get grabbed), you know you ain’t working for me (don’t get grabbed)
and i call this a top boy freestyle, cause guy’s watch top boys and think that they’re g’s now
and i call this a top boy freestyle, cause you grass hop boys shotting for free now
and i told her, “see you later” can’t see you later, cah’ a hater is what i can’t be around
and she know one thing about me, is that the bush, suttin’ that i don’t beat around (i don’t need too)
and d said that there’s no beat around, now she wanna be around cah’ it’s paper we be about (you little groupie)

- yllows lyrics

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