YN

yeah, slatt 1400 fuck the hoes im tryna keep my peace pass me the stick on me she can't breathe eating too much godamn cheese she ain't sliming me gonna be whoever I wannabe youngboy tryna cook this shit im tryna make this hit drop the mic on some Hella shit shot my bucket you brick by brick my songs are not ass quit saying imma keep doing shit real fast on bro where your songs at cause you trash im still in my rapping bag how many niggas hating on me got like 3 people I make shit equal shoot the opps my guns so lethal you guys use pistols i be using dracs I be using Mac 11's don't hate ok bang, bang, bang make that choppa sang make that choppa sang i said bang, bang, bang make that choppa sang make that choppa sang bitch i feel like Kane gonna be insane make it rain bitch imma beast 7.62 shot like three on me stop playing with me im the real OG where yall songs lemme see i don't see all these niggas not better me like glah blow your ass, blow your ass in pieces I swim with the sharks you swim the fishes is your grandma sitting on the porch or washing the dishes rest in piss bitch i, bitch i can't hang with no pussy bitch baddies on some good shit never say quit rapping I fuck a bitch without asking im trappin stop fucking with me stop capping I'll grab my gun to make you stop laughing i can't fuck with no fat bitch no offense titties sagging I'm the best hold on lemme stop bragging and I can, i can rap from minutes to minutes I pop the pills and chill and dream about bitches is not Christmas so ask a genie for some wishes stop it, stop it how I drop it make them baddies listen make her friend horny with them kisses she got good senses she from ATL bitch im from the trenches YN no eye contact watch how I make it back watch how I make it clap watch how I make it back watch it make it slatt watch how I make it clap damn slatt YN youngboy