IRISH CREAM

Celebrating the track as the 50th release on rap fame! I want to personally say thank you to everyone that has supported my music through these years. Never done, only more to come. God bless. 🙏 Beat by: bxxgiemane Lyrics by: YUNG$TA D Final mix: YUNG$TA D LYRICS🔻 CHORUS 1 Never stay too long round my old spot cause they suspicious Yea they tried to keep me out I broke the lock and split the henges That’s my brother that’s my dog I make a profit split the difference Slap the scope on top the chop so I can spot em from a distance hustling I been grinding it’s bout seven day a week Been growing high just like them pines out on that seven twenty three take bout one look in your eyes and I can tell that you ain’t P tryna stuff a quarter bag inside a backwood Irish cream VERSE 1 It’s like Ever since I started saying no them hoes can’t stand me now I Blast it then I pass it to my brother that’s a hand me down Thinking that you fly but you a lie can’t get it off the ground Look I just left your bitch off in the lobby check the lost and found butter on my steak with teriyaki like my liquor brown They ain’t out getting paid get out the way na yall can’t stick around tried to replicate it but I shake em like I switched the style snake and I won’t hesitate to separate your head an spine I was always taught to be the realist not the loudest one had to duck the spot cause it got hot but I’m still counted funds Drop a 3.5 inside the rig I’m tryna bust a lung Say that they ain’t hating tell em no and it wasn’t never love Smoking haters quick like three for ten don’t make me brake a dub when I leave the game I need the rim the net ain’t near enough standing in the rain going insane till it start clearing up only trust in god and in my hustle don’t believe in luck CHORUS (repeated) Never stay too long round my old spot cause they suspicious Yea they tried to keep me out I broke the lock and split the henges That’s my brother that’s my dog I make a profit split the difference Slap the scope on top the chop so I can spot em from a distance hustling I been grinding it’s bout seven day a week Been growing high just like them pines out on that seven twenty three take bout one look in your eyes and I can tell that you ain’t P tryna stuff a quarter bag inside a backwood Irish cream