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lirik lagu young bull & itsmanman - too elite

[intro: young bull]
(viper)
(what are you gonna do? you gonna k!ll me, mr. j? what?)
too elite, yeah, i’m ballin’ in a different league
(jim james, that’s my dj)

[chorus: young bull]
i’m too elite, yeah, i’m ballin’ in a different league
all my diamonds dancin’, blind a b~tch on the scene
top n~gga, b~tch, catch me somewhere on your tv screen
just blew a n~gga rent on some drank, that sh~t ain’t sh~t to me
too elite, yeah, i’m ballin’ in a different league
all my diamonds dancin’, blind a b~tch on the scene
top n~gga, b~tch, catch me somewhere on your tv screen
just blew a n~gga rent on some drank, that sh~t ain’t sh~t to me

[verse 1: young bull]
that sh~t ain’t sh~t to me, nah, it really ain’t
he talkin’ crazy, i’ll paint a n~gga face
.223 sh~lls left a n~gga body with a trace
got shooters on standby, you know they don’t play
one place i don’t never see n~ggas is the bank
if i go broke, guaranteed i’m crackin’ safes
if i go broke, make the b~tch walk the blade
just bled boa, now i’m headed up to chase
i’m too elite, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til i get a wraith
big bank uchies on the dashboard every day
keep the truth alive, yeah, i do that sh~t every day
just bled a n~gga for his whole life savings
[chorus: young bull]
i’m too elite, yeah, i’m ballin’ in a different league
all my diamonds dancin’, blind a b~tch on the scene
top n~gga, b~tch, catch me somewhere on your tv screen
just blew a n~gga rent on some drank, that sh~t ain’t sh~t to me
too elite, yeah, i’m ballin’ in a different league
all my diamonds dancin’, blind a b~tch on the scene
top n~gga, b~tch, catch me somewhere on your tv screen
just blew a n~gga rent on some drank, that sh~t ain’t sh~t to me

[verse 2: itsmanman]
too elite, n~gga ran up with a mic and caught a two~three
this four~five’ll kick a n~gga, i brought bruce lee
got seven 38s, gon’ have you leakin’ out your blue jeans
he’s a fruit cup, had gang smoke him like a loose leaf
doggy from the east so what’s a pug to a rottweiler?
two glocks, i let the pear shoot like i was skydivin’
we just left his pasta on the floor, who want top ramen?
pippy long’ll fry a n~gga biscuit, had to popeye him
me and bull ballin’, might drop you off, we yellin’, “ball game”
just left a couple hot middle in this balmain
shanaynay knock a n~gga out his designer, he a palm angel
if he a square, he gettin’ hit ninety times, get shot from all angles

- lirik lagu young bull itsmanman

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