2much-yco jay remix - yvngxchris lyrics
{yco jay}
yo b*tch tryna f*ck on me cuz i got racks, get some red money spent that sh*t up on a saks, that’s my thotty lil b*tch you cannot have her back, b*tch i’m back on the block i’m thuggin in my slacks, catch him lacking this month that n*gga like [?], all headshots now they thinking i got hacks, b*tch i don’t need a glock im merkin wit a axe, b*tch i f*ck wit the glizzies sliding with the macs, spot em and got em thuggin in my shaq’s, kick in yo trap we coming for them pack, don’t f*ck wit them rap n*ggas cuz they be cap, my b*tch h*lla mad she texted me in caps, why the f*ck n*ggas thuggin all up on these apps, oh that’s yco jay? then turn that to the max, that boy want the feature knowin imma tax, why you listen to jay? cuz all he speak is facts, b*tch i stay with the smoke got me feeling like jada, that boy not an opp he just a f*ckin hater, b*tch get off my d*ck and run you up some paper, give that lil b*tch the tip now she feel like a waiter, i’ll f*ck then im dippin ho i’ll see you later, imma slide in that truck feeling like im maiter, well if she a thot then why the f*ck you date her, b*tch im on my grind like a f*ckin skater, she just want my money left her on delivered, that b*tch cheated on me and now im f*ckin triggered, big dog n*gga thuggin like i’m clifford, b*tch i ran up my money faster than a lizard, imma hop on a broom and take flight like a wizard, how she cheated on you and you finna forgive her? i pop me a n*gga hit em in his liver, my white plug hit me up he called me n*gga, im chasin the racks hoping i get bigger, [?], i stay catching bullets n*gga like [?], my mexican b*tch she text me saying hola, he stay chasin cat im thinking now he doja, my lung filled with gas think i got pnemounia, that f*ck boy asleep put him in a coma, got good gas feeling like aroma
[yvngxchris]
he rappin like chris said that boy is my clone, really yea she just said get you ass gone, and she know my name so she gave me that dome, she cryin and sh*t i said shorty whats wrong, like a f*ckin grenade got yo b*tch h*lla blown, walk down on yo block wit that stick on my lone, caught yo b*tch of xans singing all of my songs, smoking on bobby builder yea that’s strong, [?] won’t get a text, cop me wagon f*ck a model x, yo b*tch like a turkey suckin gobble it, i said i had glizzies that’s not what i meant, lil b*tch im a scholar, i slide wit a choppa, yo b*tch on my d*ck i milly rock yo momma, yo ho wanna f*ck cuz i look like obama, put that b*tch in the back now that ho not my problem, my choppa gon kick yo ass like its karate or godd*mn soccer, that boy wanna feature wit yvngxchris but if he don’t no money just don’t even bother, b*tch i been a scholar, this n*gga chris need to find another flow you need to find yo father, he don’t got a dollar, broke ass n*gga f*cked up inna crib looking like a monster
[yung dastard]
dont talk on my name if you ain’t about action, no i won’t give you features my n*gga stop asking, if he want it that bad a n*gga gon tax, [?] while im smoking on thrax, yung dastard too different i step on the cracks, on my noley but sh*t’ll turn up to the max, dont have my weapon hit yo ass wit a bat, my n*ggas cl!ck on you like ios app, they smokin on mid, that sh*t is just bad, they say dastard ain’t it, you know that sh*t cap, yo b*tch on my d*ck while she wearing my cap, think i got anger issues the way that i snap, you a corny ass n*gga snapchattin too much, when it comes to this heat b*tch im packin too much, [?], you a p*ssy i know it i just had a hunch, run into you n*ggas and you dont [?], she gave me head and i said the best head that i’ve had, and now that we winnin i know n*ggas mad, we stay chasin money you broke n*ggas sad, being broke is a choice n*gga go get a bag, yo b*tch took a [?] n*gga go get it back, yall n*ggas not ready yung dastard be spazzin, [?] b*tches call me john [?], if i dont got my toolie then we get to scr*ppin, you gon wake up all dizzy like “what the h*ll happened?”, we makin a movie like ready, set, action, i got a ak(*47) do you like my contraption, yung dastard the one to go f*ck his compassion, leave yo ass leakin blood im back in a fashion, she suckin my d*ck like shorty ash kaash, this beat is now over its time for relaxin
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