歌手:YBN Nahmir
专辑:《YBN: The Mixtape》

作词 : Nicholas Simmons/Courtland C. Harvell
作曲 : Nicholas Simmons/Courtland C. Harvell
Gang, We just bounce out with that .44, *****, ayy
On my life, when I up, he gon' freeze up
When it's cold, I'ma stick with that heat tucked
It's YBN, lil' ***** get your team up
Remember all the days I was broke, now my cheese up
Take a-take a L, bounce back on some new ****
Kick a door, bounce out with them blue strips
MAC-10 and it came with a tool kit
***** try me, on my life, I'ma use it
I'm a Up-Top Baby, give a **** about a white scale
And I ain't sugar-coatin' ****, this my lifestyle
Up the chop', let it blow at a big crowd
Now they see me on the news and they like, "wow"
Sike naw, let me chill, I'm a smooth *****
But I still bounce out with that tool, *****
You know I keep that rocket in my Trues, *****
With YG, you be dippin' with them Ru' *****s
Real bad ***** and she suckin' on my ****
And you really think I'm trippin',
If you think I eat the ****
Ayy, ayy, lil' ***** I'm the ****
What the **** I look like tryna eat out a *****? Ayy
If my brother get to trippin', then I'm trippin' too
If my ***** say he slidin', then I'm slidin' too
Hit a block, double back, we done hit a few
Bullets hot so they can melt 'em like a ******' cube
*****s know
If I up it, I'ma let that **** go
Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, *****)
If a ***** want smoke, he get smoked
*****s know
If I up it, I'ma let that **** go (let it go, *****)
Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, *****)
If a ***** want smoke, he get smoked
If I ever go broke, I'ma get it out your *****
If I ever go down, guaranteed that won't stick
Stitched lips, dumb clips, I'll eat a lil' *****
First off, free Yatta, Kirko Land in this *****
Shout out that ***** Mozzy,
Know I'm ******' with the gangland
Shooter gang, *****, Deuce Jojo let that thing blast
Know that four ton fizzy left a ***** with a red tan
Hollow tips shootin' out the clip like he Plankton
Plankton, Plankton, Plankton
Big choppers, hella clips, knock a ***** down
Glizzy hella geekin' he rock out with them Glocks out
***** snitchin', he got popped right when we found out
New Rollie on my wrist, cop a chain in this *****
Knock a ***** ***** down when I'm dumpin' the clip
Thuggin' hella extra, while a ***** up in that mix
And the turf never lackin', ***** you know I keep a stick
Never duckin' no smoke and I put that on the dead homies
***** run up, catch a shot with your main homie
Fruity lil' ***** and that ***** go insane on me
Better duck your taco when we slidin' in that Range, homie
On my life, on my mama I'll bust that
When I get paid I bet I'll cop that Cadillac
You *****s broke and you still shop at rent-a-cent
And if I think you feelin' iggy I'ma push you back
*****s know
If I up it, I'ma let that **** go
Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, *****)
If a ***** want smoke, he get smoked
*****s know
If I up it, I'ma let that **** go (let it go *****)
Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, *****)
If a ***** want smoke, he get smoked