lirik lagu yn jay & rio da yung og - main thang
[intro: yn jay]
(it’s a wayne beat)
yeah, sh~t (f~ck the fire, we got grease)
[verse 1: yn jay]
this lil’ b~tch think i love her, she must be a fool
my opp just died yesterday, i seen him on the news
this lil’ b~tch think i want her friend, but she don’t have a clue
i really want to hit her mama, i’m tryna make her boo
i’m tryna make that lil’ b~tch my main thang
diamonds on my neck, look how my chains sw~ng
d~mn, time goin’ by fast, look how the game change
this n~gga died for some clout, it was a fame thang
ayy, should i hit this b~tch?
i hit his car with some tools, i’m tryna fix some sh~t
this lil’ b~tch said she want some money, should i pimp this b~tch?
i shot my shot at bernice, hope i don’t miss this b~tch
my b~tch left, i’m mad she gone but i don’t miss this b~tch
i shot the game~winning shot, hope i don’t miss this b~tch
stake the paper like kfc, i’m on my chicken sh~t
i know a old school ready to k!ll and he 66
tryna smoke somebody
he probably owe somebody
you want some drank? you need an eight? i probably know somebody
i probably smoke somebody
i probably k!ll somebody
or i might get you kidnapped, i probably steal somebody
even when n0body knew me, i was still somebody
i gave you smoke, you said it was beef? i’m finna grill somebody
grabbin’ ass in the club, i’m tryna feel somebody
tryna feel some booty, she let me feel her coochie
i walked in with some dog sh~t but it’s not real dookie
chris rock, new jack city, you the real pookie
she ain’t got no bbl, she got her real booty
he ain’t do sh~t but he with dog, so i’ma still shoot him
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
double cup, drinkin’ mud in the f~ckin’ party
bp everything, i ain’t goin’ out—
bp everything, i won’t go out like shorty
two days on drank, and i’m down forty
two goyard bags full, all hundreds
you ever seen two million cash, honey?
that’s my son bankroll on me, bro, that’s cass money
i’m not shootin’ while we on cam’, i’m not a crash dummy
of course, i know your plug, i bought some glass from him
of course, i hit that b~tch, she gave some ass to me
i’m a eight figure n~gga, i never had money
i just got a shank made, i’m tryna stab somethin’
where the julio?
how you do that clappin’ sh~t with your booty, ho?
i ain’t talk to bro that much, but i got louis on
right now it’s just me and j, he made the coochie song
i just bought my b~tch some gucci thongs
i love some petite sh~t, bae, your booty small
my young n~ggas havin’ gaffle, what i’ma do with y’all?
can’t even take ’em to the store ’cause they gon’ shoot the mall up
he had eight pints of wock’, i had to scoop ’em all up
like if you really eatin’, feed your dog somethin’
they caught him when his week was endin’, f~cked his sunday up
my b~tch unshared her lo’, bro, i think some up
before i even went fed’, i had a hundred bucks, yeah
and i don’t even need that edd sh~t, but i f~ck with donald trump
they caught him at mcdonald’s, now ronald stuck
i got like seventy on me, let me count it up
factory wheels on the v but it’s mounted up
i bulletproof this b~tch, it’s a armored truck
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