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$lime n €umalice - ynkeumalice lyrics

aka icy
rich young flexer
in all faux looking sleek
like fox how i be on prow with your b*tch
how she like icy how she like that pricy
rich n*gga she f*cking
rich n*gga ate sh*t
young rich n*gga on your b*tch
leave b*tch on read when done
f*ck some hoes on some rich sh*t
money bags on the sh*t
tracks on train quicka
she wanna drank tha liqa
cherry popping
how she think she me or sum thing
when i’ve know i’m i’ve our cuban link
got the cuban cigars cigar box’s to smoking paper
papper chaser get em hoes i’m gone don’t messy sh*t with me
know i don’t play about that big merch sh*t
you know it’s icy you just got to know it’s icy
when it be stir fry onna plate every night
going our different
women hoe chasing sl*t maker
shake your money maker
in trap life selling your b*tch that chicken
stove top winner bread winner get the white
whip the white sh*t battery charge up robo
sh*t ain’t like to text face time sumn check on me
face to face with greatness young money getter
n*gga know i whip that white off turn red when
she sees me she know me by the quart and pounds
ynk e
son of trapper going hard on these tracks
y’all just in the way like luda to good get out my way
thumb in the b*tch ass she wet she bounce when she walk
look at her ass she that addiction drug doll how you
got me addicted yet we cl!ck that clink we drink that drink
money eye b*lls i on my b*lls throw shots call the ref for the
game call me the quarter back for my team throwing shots
like we at bar going at me you ain’t sl!ck don’t wanna bother
with em trying p relax and smoke

ynk$lime
cocaine women love em like smoke
cocaine power how she that cocaine
to a cococaine bear make me rrrr
tear it up how she loco for the verga
how she like the verga f*ck you and some
snukas how that p*ssy smelling bueno
how i rrr blow the snow blow a puff of that
verde on my puff puff and pass like your b*tch
on my denero get rich like all beuno

aka griz
cocaine on her nose ring
her phone ring
who that be who that is
like who you know
better not be a fed
trying fed a n*gga
never snitch on me dawg
got a young n*gga tripping
on some powder f*ck her she get louder
black n*gga with black power
young n*gga chop and roll glock in the holster
of my gucci belt f*ck sipping imma down a bottle
y’all know i’m aka griz on some biz how the p*ssy have power

- ynkeumalice lyrics

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