bitch that's something - yungh prophet lyrics
[chorus: yungh prophet]
rollie on my wrist, ice on my neck, b-tch that’s somthin’
money in the bank, cashin’ h-lla checks, b-tch that’s somethin’
all this gold, is what defines flex, b-tch that’s something’
my car is fast, you ain’t even know the specs, b-tch that’s somethin’
[verse 1: yungh prophet]
b-tch i’m stuntin’, kick the b-tch out the door tell that b-tch keep walkin’
she gonna cry like onions, gonna save some money, b-tch that’s somethin’
re-sell is bool, gotta know the real value, i sell things by the dozens
stil in high-school, still get scooped, people make fun of my cousins
they try to ridicule, they say it’s incest, even though they doesn’t
i’m all out here making revenue, these people ain’t even funny
it’s honestly abuse, make me wanna seclude, but i started by trading pennies
i’m the opposite of a caboose, b-tch i’m money steady
i just gotta fight through, just like boose, hard work make ya sweaty
not being obtuse, is what i’m in persuit, b-tch i’m war ready
i put my time to good use, b-tch i am heavily steady
sometimes you just gotta let loose, cause this sh-t can get messy
[chorus: yungh prophet]
rollie on my wrist, ice on my neck, b-tch that’s somthin’
money in the bank, cashing’ h-lla checks, b-tch that’s somethin’
all this gold, is what defines flex, b-tch that’s something’
my car is fast, you ain’t even know the specs, b-tch that’s something’
[verse 2: yungh prophet]
driving whips that come european, is the state i wanna be in
medusa head on my neck, is what i want people to be seein’
i can see right through most, cause they badly bleedin’
yeah some of the things i rap about, is just me dreamin’
sometimes i’m just leanin’, don’t want my words to be deceivin’
most times in rap you have to look past the lyrical meanin’
if you didn’t like my past self, than you can wipe it away like it’s s-m-n
personally i find my raps quite pleasin’ to the hearin’
from time to time i like to sit back and enjoy me some sleeman
if you catch me tweakin’, it’ll probably be the weekend
get my homies around and we gonna through up some mad defense
all my fans are true to me, they ain’t even pretend
[chorus: yungh prophet]x2
rollie on my wrist, ice on my neck, b-tch that’s somthin’
money in the bank, cashing’ h-lla checks, b-tch that’s somethin’
all this gold, is what defines flex, b-tch that’s something’
my car is fast, you ain’t even know the specs, b-tch that’s something’
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