lirik lagu yung seventeen - red room
oh, so you dead now?
(trap!)
i don’t think none of this
would’ve happened if you was just
trynna play along like (mafia!)
not diss in on yung seventeen ‘cause ~
hahaha!
follow the money way when i seem lost
catching them k!lls, doing the most
feel like a swamp full of crocodiles
rockin’ lacoste
i’m finna put that sh~t on, i don’t care what it cost
huh, huh
i’mma die by my gun
i’mma die all by mine
i’mma die by my money
i’m a trap villain on the run
bando monster, i can’t see sun
pull up in a maybach just for fun
you boys sweet like a honey bun
all i think about hundred bands
all i think about hundred bands
stay too fly like a private jet
i’m a trap monster, i’m running it
ramen to a fish fillet
popsicle to a soufflé
i turn twix to a creme brûlée
my only mission to get paid
i’m finna get paid both ways, hah
i’m finna get money anyways
she said she gone rather cry in balmain
mary jane too fly, not plain
i’m sagging my jeans and chains
i’m a new rap god like wayne
and she used to cut for zayn
and i got it engraved for fame
i’m rockin’ a real gucci snake
and yours looking fake
first time i paid for that steak
i started feeling myself elevate
new clothes too fly, levitate
only thing i had was my faith
you on a rat race, cheese plate
too faced, huh
i’mma pop this stuff
i just called your bluff
you still trynna act tough
get that ass kicked, get too rough
get rid of it, huh, puff~puff
you boys sweet, y’all fluff
i need more money, i can’t get enough
i need more money, i can’t get enough
you is a lil dog, you go ‘wuff, wuff!’
that’s all it is, boy, you know how to bark
addicted to money and stuff
addicted to money and stuff
this what happen when beast get cuffed
she want van cleef on her
i need a patek on me, hah, hah
this a h~llcat, this not kia
whole gang feel bulletproof like nokia
i’m finna go worldwide, mia pia
i’d rather die than ever be ya
i would never be ya, i would never be ya
barely escape the trap
now i’m a pop star like sia
doin’ what i must to get blown up by riaa
you boys some sh~t, diahrrea
this is my hood, this my rules
you was trynna get it up
all you did was act a fool
i can not hear you
music too loud, yeah
i’m keepin’ it cool
the boombox playing my sound
keeping it cool, i’m keeping it cool
milli habits, milli habits, milli habits, yeah
these is milli habits
you get gone in a blitz
patek to finish the fit
ain’t had to hit a l!ck
now they wanna take a fl!ck
seventeen!
(trap!)
(redrum! redrum!)
(mafia!)
(villain!)
(seventeen!)
(mafia!)
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