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[Intro]
(Izzie on the beat)
(Yung Shad, you killed this track)
[Chorus: YNW Juvy & YNW Melly]
Cartiers frames on my face, we ain't drip this hard (You can't drip like this)
Dripping over him, know my boy they dripping hard
They flexing with them toolie, but don't make them pull your car
Shoots dead in your shit, yeah that's a face car (Yeah)
Hit a bane bitch, man I hit your main bra (Yeah)
Kung Fu flexing real hard, don't get your chain snatched
Got your bitch she in the back, giving Bortlen good head (Yeah)
And she really want that cheese, most on me for talking bread
[Verse 1: YNW Melly]
Yeah my neefa talking bread, we smoking reefa
Getting head from all your bitchеs
Queen Latifa with the toolie, how we sеt shit off
She eat the dick like a golf ball, come here lil' bitch, voicemail
I gotta fuck on the bitch, she don't wanna let the clique, she think that my dawg gon' tell
But bitch you know we is a runner, you know we ain't telling nobody we getting the money
Fuck on that bitch, dick in the kidney, her rib cage, even all in her stomach
Run up the check, run up the check, that pussy wet, aw damn
Young nigga world, better get with the motherfucking program
This a young nigga world and we came from Vingston, take over the Earth
I got a whole lotta semi automatics, bought two new trums and bitch they work
Don't play with us, 'cause this is the gang and if you fuck with us
We got some goons who bust your brains
[Chorus: YNW Juvy & YNW Melly]
Cartiers frames on my face, we ain't drip this hard (You can't drip like this)
Dripping over him, know my boy they dripping hard
They flexing with them toolie, but don't make them pull your car
Shoots dead in your shit, yeah that's a face car (Yeah)
Hit a bane bitch, man I hit your main bra (Yeah)
Kung Fu flexing real hard, don't get your chain snatched
Got your bitch she in the back, giving Bortlen good head (Yeah)
And she really want that cheese, most on me for talking bread
[Verse 2: YNW Sakchaser]
Man I turned that bitch in, we just chilling with her
She a real roadrunner, whole city with it
Thirty rob 'em, I'ma pop him, I'ma get the nigga
If you round him, if you ridin' with him, we gon' kill ya nigga
I don't give a fuck, you better not tell nun
Nigga talking like they on it, they some snails, huh
Too slow for the gang, we goin' past them
Double loud, boutta whiff, oh loud
Oh yeah, yeah, slash shit in the past time
If you talking with that cash, we gon' tax it
Third rack, oh round, gon' slash him
Splash gang, I'ma hit him with the fume
Tasmanian devil, turn around, turn around, you better help him
Dig it up, do you dig? It's a shovel
I'ma hit him in the head, I can help him, nah
I'm talking like hoe, ay, shawty thick like been she eating cornbread, oh yeah
Dick in her like it's a waterfall
Dig in it, oh yeah, I'ma dig it all
Ha, ain't the one to hit it all
Yeah, nuke town, I'ma get him
Yeah, she sucking dick, she like my adlib
Yeah, got her act like ooh
[Chorus: YNW Juvy & YNW Melly]
Cartiers frames on my face, we ain't drip this hard (You can't drip like this)
Dripping over him, know my boy they dripping hard
They flexing with them toolie, but don't make them pull your car
Shoots dead in your shit, yeah that's a face car (Yeah)
Hit a bane bitch, man I hit your main bra (Yeah)
Kung Fu flexing real hard, don't get your chain snatched
Got your bitch she in the back, giving Bortlen good head (Yeah)
And she really want that cheese, most on me for talking bread
[Verse 3: YNW Juvy]
Damn, I just really need that cash, I just really need that bag
Fourty, where my pass at, I be all about that check
Put them diamonds on my neck, put them diamonds on my wrist
Now your bitch, she on my dick, she done sucked lil' Melly clip
Bullets shooting in her mouth
I'm just thuggin' in the sun, tryna get my money right
Yeah I got it right, now I'm flexing on these hater
Yeah, running to that paper, boy I need it now or later, ay
Huh, say I need it now or later
Free my nigga Dee man, man I swear I love you cuh
Thuggin' in the G, hell nah I ain't from the Dub
Nigga play with me, we gon' put his ass to sleep, yeah
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