lirik lagu yrn lingo - lingo nightmares
[intro]
what you say?
nah nah, i don’t want that, i’m straight
you good
yeah hand me that motherf-cker right there though real quick
yeah
i don’t even really got much to say, you feel me
[verse]
five finger discount, n-gg- what you need?
hold up what you want? nah i ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no weed
ain’t talkin’ ‘bout that white, nah, ain’t talkin’ ‘bout that spit up
if i ever go down, ain’t talkin’ to no feds bruh
loyalty number one rule in the street (number one)
two, always gotta pack your heat (hot, hot, hot)
three, make sure all your partners eat
four, make sure you check the peephole (peephole)
when somebody at the door
got the chopper loaded right on the side of me
your favorite rapper follow and they stay biting me
chopper tag his -ss like he playin’ hide and seek
no more love comin’ this way, got it out of me
can’t believe that sh-t was really inside of me
she said that she love me but baby don’t lie to me
my day ones always gon’ be there and gon’ ride for me
too busy for these b-tches but they keep callin’ me
yeah, you know what the f-ck goin’ on
oh you gettin’ bold now
chopper make a n-gg- fold down
these n-gg-s flexing, mortal smackdown
watch out before you get smacked down
we really got ar-15’s with the hundred round
when that sh-t happen to you it ain’t funny now
stupid -ss n-gg-, call his -ss a cl-ss clown
white chalk around your body like a silhouette
yellow tape everywhere just like a closed set
lingo been makin’ money since the sixth grade
really don’t give a f-ck what ‘bout a hater say
i spent your whole month check on one of these outfits
got a lot of shoes that not even out yet
stop flexin’ boy, man we know you ain’t ‘bout sh-t
if i’m in a jam i call my boy offset
you n-gg-s don’t have the news yet
got your girl wet over here like a pool pit
naw, this is where the boss sit
over here gettin’ my b-lls licked
get your -ss dropped in a coffin
playin’ around about my blue cheddar
lingo mufasa, ain’t n-body better
culture the fame, and know that’s forever
you hating but we can make money together
young n-gg- grindin’ just like he master p
they really bringin’ out the best in me
put him on a plate like sesame, chicken
these rap snacks finger lickin’
you tryna bring me down but that sh-t uplifting
hundred dollar bills bust through the ceiling
that is your b-tch that you feeling
money is really appealing
when that money rubbing in my hand
that sh-t just give me a feeling
ice on your neck and you know i’ma get it
vvs diamonds, yeah that was a ticket
got a young n-gg- serving that kickstand
don’t get my hands dirty, call a hitman
bullets comin’ through your window (pew, pew pew pew, pew)
money callin’, that’s a ten four (brrrt, brrrt)
call quavo, head honcho
he put the bags in the poncho
he always have the streets on lock though
drop a n-gg- like a top ho
no you do not have the antidote
yrn, we the antidote
my n-gg-s still trap out the bando
keep my mouth shut, i won’t tell a soul
mama said stay to myself though
n-gg- get folded just like he was an envelope
got a shooter at the front and the backdoor
best believe they gon’ shoot when i say so
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