lirik lagu yung satori – trap hymns
(chorus)
yung n-gg- ballin out the gym
hunnid bands what you tryna spend
bad b-tches asking where i been
started started started in my ends
codeine fill it to the brim
when its not the drank i’m off the hen
throw a party for my n-gg-s in the pen
got the trap house sing in like hymn
this ain’t the gospel
need the profit like apostle
dress like a model
new miyake my goggles
preach like the bible
marijuana to my vitals yea
i ain’t drinkin liquor o got dirty fanta
i ain’t got no manners when i’m in atlanta
can’t f-ck with these b-tches man these hoes is scammers
make my own clothes this ain’t touch the scanner
me i’m just playin my part
i used to serve all the kids at the park
slide to eastside smoke with the hippies n polish my art
skate thru the hood like i’m bart
i put the hood on the charts
i put the hood on the charts
fly like peter pan
bad b-tch like karuche tran
couldn’t see the man like john cena man
smokin cheeba with a diva
she say she don’t need a man
hit my line i deliver like a pizza man
(chorus)
yung n-gg- ballin out the gym
hunnid bands what you tryna spend
bad b-tches asking where i been
started started started in my ends
codeine fill it to the brim
when its not the drank i’m off the hen
throw a party for my n-gg-s in the pen
got the trap house sing in like hymn
haters got a n-gg- paranoid
started off dry now it’s moist
you just wanna f-ck for my voice
you the type of chick that i avoid
started with my n-gg-s cuz they true
i sip codeine like i got the f-ckin flu
she been gone play d-ck just like a flute
i pray to god that he give the bank a boost
wave say need the cake we should go n get the cake
all you n-gg-s corn flakes b-tch in tony tiger great
gucci sweater with bape only time i see the snakes
malcolm said it’s better lyft when tryna get to his estate
hey whoa
they want my queso
got it by the caseload
i need big bankroll
fresh like oxygen
livin life above the rim
ballin out the gym
trap phone singin church hymns
(chorus)
yung n-gg- ballin out the gym
hunnid bands what you tryna spend
bad b-tches asking where i been
started started started in my ends
codeine fill it to the brim
when its not the drank i’m off the hen
throw a party for my n-gg-s in the pen
got the trap house sing in like hymn
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