lirik lagu yn que - bubble guts
[intro: yn que]
aw man
yes, sir
[verse 1: yn que]
young n~gga get the bag and i—
young n~gga get the bag in and i double up
bro got the trap house jumpin’ like double dutch
when i run out of lean, i get bubble guts
put myself between ten hoes— haha
put myself between ten hoes, tell ’em huddle up
baby, don’t you come here by yourself, baby, bundle up
i got a bad korean b~tch with a bubble b~tt
baby, don’t be in my dm ‘less you tryna f~ck
yeah
countin’ all this godd~mn— aight
countin’ all this godd~mn money
countin’ all this godd~mn money, caught a paper cut
i’ll put the— sh~t
i’ll put the popper to his head like a taper cut
bad freaky b~tch steady blowin’ up my phone, tryna f~ck for free (nah)
you gotta pay to f~ck
young n~gga smashin’ all the hoes in the back, throwin’ up a b
hah, make n~ggas hate the buck
young n~gga got the hoes trippin’ like we laced the blunt
we’ll stomp a n~gga out with a hundred feet, ain’t no one~on~ones
pull up to a n~gga block and make him drop the gun
‘za got a n~gga out of breath, i gotta cop new lungs
[verse 2: baglife tee]
shot so many shots out the glocks, i had to buy new guns
paranoid when i’m on the block, i even watch the sun
go to neimans when i want to shop ’cause they show me love
then i’m goin’ up to saks fifth to spend an extra dub
hah, man, you n~ggas scrubs
if i ain’t walkin’ ’round with the drac’, then the gen tucked
i really want a tank just to blow you n~ggas’ cribs up
i know you n~ggas heard of yn jay, well, this his big bruh
yeah, this my n~gga que
i bet you seen me shoot a hundred rounds if he get a cue
i hate when new n~ggas come around, i be like, “who is you?”
if a n~gga ever talkin’ foul, i’ma give him two
yeah, b~tch, i’m talkin’ shots
spin your block a hundred times until they tell me stop
hit your block and shoot two glocks, i bet a body drop
we was maskin’ up way before covid even dropped
i hate when n~ggas flexin’ with the ‘bows like they on the block
and these n~ggas hoes, you can’t tell me that these n~ggas not
a lot of n~ggas startin’ to hit the road, i’d rather beat the block
if a n~gga ever play me like a ho, he gon’ meet my glock
hmm, i’m just bein’ honest
n~ggas b~tch, they don’t need hats, they really need bonnets
man, ain’t this sh~t ironic?
how i leave my wallet in the car, but then forget my rocket?
how you bring your gun out the house, but forget to pop it?
shoot the cannon at a n~gga face like my name block logic
in the field, i run the best plays like i’m tyler lockett
in the field, i run the best plays, can’t no one stop me
man, n~ggas gettin’ too c~cky
shiesty n~ggas come around us, we yell, “kemosabe”
everything i say hot and spicy, call me wasabi
que, if a n~gga ever try me, lay him next to kyrie
hmm, you know this tool be by me
n~gga ever reach for my chain, it’s gon’ resort to violence
last n~gga played with my name got left in silence
always see me ridin’ with my k ’cause i got my license
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