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thus wassup - young sane lyrics

first verse * young sane

i got n*ggas on the west side and n*ggas on the east
i gun a men down if he tripping’ or a snitch
i never turn around i am as solid as a leech
now call my day ones i got hunnid double ticks
i put a bag on it
i fly my cab for it
now drop the top for it
now buss it down for it
i like it when she does it
i put a tag on it
i put a tag on it
a quarter mill on it
p*ssy n*ggas hating on a homie coz he made it
i haven’t really made it but i guess i am gonna make it
they scared, they shook
they hope i never make it
i’m young sane b*tch better get another target
i faked it then i made it
i flipped it then i saw it
my hood is my protection when i fly they flying with me
all ma hating n*ggas better look on the side as i pass with my cab smoking something that’s loud, yeah!

chorus * young sane
i need loyalty and love
i need happiness on god
i’ve been spinning for a while, i might drop a top for y’all
i’m balling like lebron, on a dash with a cup
call me young sane b*tch with a cap thus wassup
she told me she don’t mind so i did it anyhow
i’m a young king smoking hambanam
buckle up
i’m balling like lebron, on a dash with a cup
call me young sane b*tch with a cap thus wassup

second verse * young sane

some n*ggas are r*t*rded
fake n*ggas are misguided
i bet they talk about me
so much they dream about me
i make my choices fairly so tomorrow is a blessing
my life is in a cabin never know what’s really happening
my flows are indecisive tricking n*ggas into cumming
the bag is fully loaded
i hope you ready for it
i started with a dollar now the money really daunting
cash, cash, cash, cash

- young sane lyrics

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