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hectic - yung mal lyrics

[intro: yung mal]
(dmc, you global now, n*gga)
yeah, 2x, we global, n*gga
real taker with me, n*gga
come on

[chorus: yung mal]
sh*t gettin’ really hectic
feds on my trail, had to change my setting
where i come from, it’s hard i barely got in (hard)
when n0body home, that’s when we go in (go in)
my dog, he right or he wrong, i ride ’til the end
bankroll full of hundreds, them twenties blend in (racks)
i talk to god every day ’cause i know i been sinnin’ (been sinnin’)
i beat the odds, i play my cards, now i’m winnin’
n*ggas gon’ talk, but i handle my business
so many miles i walk, now i ride in a bentley
shoot at your throat like i’m dirk nowitzki
slеpt on the floor, now i’m penthouse livin’ (yеah)
ho get on the d*ck and she poppin’ a wheelie (ride)
bands comin’ in every day, ol’ silly*ass n*gga
heard he a rat, then i can’t deal with him

[verse 1: yung mal]
i’m a f*ck n*gga k!ller, i stick to that skrilla
run through the 6 and i’m big like godzilla
every time i look up, n*ggas talkin’ to pillow (pillow)
i ran them bands up, n*gga, i ain’t worried ’bout no n*gga
hands down, n*gga, i’m a stand*up n*gga (yeah)
your mans down, you know we sent him a missile (huh)
count up that cash ’til my hands get blisters (cash)
say he want smoke ’cause i’m f*ckin’ his sister (hah)
f*ck her, then cut her so quick, scissor (quick)
n*gga went broke, now he sick, bitter
12 on my motherf*ckin’ d*ck, they trippin’
i might just double my cup, n*ggas still be sippin’
get off your ass, get it
bags touch down, get ’em gone in a minute
you know i got benjis, stick got fifty
ain’t sh*t changed, got real taker with me
[chorus: yung mal]
sh*t gettin’ really hectic
feds on my trail, had to change my setting
where i come from, it’s hard i barely got in (hard)
when n0body home, that’s when we go in (go in)
my dog, he right or he wrong, i ride ’til the end
bankroll full of hundreds, them twenties blend in (racks)
i talk to god every day ’cause i know i been sinnin’ (been sinnin’)
i beat the odds, i play my cards, now i’m winnin’
n*ggas gon’ talk, but i handle my business
so many miles i walk, now i ride in a bentley
shoot at your throat like i’m dirk nowitzki
slept on the floor, now i’m penthouse livin’ (yeah)
ho get on the d*ck and she poppin’ a wheelie (ride)
bands comin’ in every day, ol’ silly*ass n*gga
heard he a rat, then i can’t deal with him

[verse 2: real taker]
hole in my heart and i don’t got no feelings
load this sh*t up, i just smoked me a n*gga
don’t do no chillin’, young n*ggas handle that business
shoot out the ceiling
heard he sneak dissin’, now he missin’ (missin’)
he caught a case, now he snitchin’ (snitchin’)
thought he was solid, n*ggas be foldin’ like wallets
i know the opps be watchin’
my young n*ggas, they be sliding (slide)
pick him off for a short deposit
cross him out, n*ggas know how i’m rockin’ (let’s go)
n*ggas hatin’ ’cause they know that we poppin’
lil’ n*gga with a big ol’ gun
say you thuggin’, boy, i do that for fun
eat your face like some motherf*ckin’ steak
know this n*gga, i can see that you shake (p*ssy)
i be ducked off, they don’t know where i stay (i be ducked off)
[chorus: yung mal]
sh*t gettin’ really hectic
feds on my trail, had to change my setting
where i come from, it’s hard i barely got in (hard)
when n0body home, that’s when we go in (go in)
my dog, he right or he wrong, i ride ’til the end
bankroll full of hundreds, them twenties blend in (racks)
i talk to god every day ’cause i know i been sinnin’ (been sinnin’)
i beat the odds, i play my cards, now i’m winnin’
n*ggas gon’ talk, but i handle my business
so many miles i walk, now i ride in a bentley
shoot at your throat like i’m dirk nowitzki
slept on the floor, now i’m penthouse livin’ (yeah)
ho get on the d*ck and she poppin’ a wheelie (ride)
bands comin’ in every day, ol’ silly*ass n*gga
heard he a rat, then i can’t deal with him (p*ssy)

- yung mal lyrics

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