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Rubberband OG & YFN Lucci - YEA YEA (AUDIO) - Lyrics:
HOOK (Rubberband OG)
You get money, yo trap do numbers?
You bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
Gotta make sure you got some solid n*ggas wit you
Them h*es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
You f*cking h*es now, designer clothes now
You got shooters ready to wipe a n*gga nose now
You can’t f*ck that check up you gotta save some
Buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones
VERSE 1 (Rubberband OG)
Lil n*gga done took off (took off)
Think about all the haters you shook off (shook off)
Think about all the n*ggas they ain't look out
Now look how we balling, we in the playoffs
Car with no roof now, Bentley coupe now
Them h*es ain't wanna f*ck, you f*cking em by the two now
You made yourself a boss, so you ain’t got sh*t to prove now
Them youngins on the front line, ready to shoot now
I been tweaking I been geeking off them Percocets
Got pulled over by the law, hope they don’t search this b*tch
Ain’t got time to lay up with her, I’m tryna work the b*tch
Make her hit the road, pick up them loads
Lil n*gga solid you know he won’t bend or fold
He bout his paper he ain't chasing after h*es
He went to Cali found a plug on them bows
How to get some money, sh*t, that’s all that n*gga know
HOOK (Rubberband OG)
You get money, yo trap do numbers?
You bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
Gotta make sure you got some solid n*ggas wit you
Them h*es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
You f*cking h*es now, designer clothes now
You got shooters ready to wipe a n*gga nose now
You can’t f*ck that check up you gotta save some
Buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones
VERSE 2 (YFN Lucci)
Aye buy them pounds, break em down with your day one
Lil bro got hit at a couple times, He still ain't shake nothin
Take nun, I can get em hit up for like 800, Boss man
I can send them wherever that they want it and I’m not playing
Big dog, I do what I want, they do what they can
I put VVS and Baguette’s on both my hands, aye rose gold white and
Yellow
I go every color they can, aye rose gold white and yellow
Fly n*gga Toucan Sam, this sh*t on my wrist cost a ticket
His b*tch on my d*ck that’s a thick b*tch
All this ice in my mouth I think I got frost bit
I can't, I can’t leave the house without my stick (Yea)
I can’t put these racks off in my jeans, that sh*t won’t fit
If I don’t buy that Birkin for my b*tch gone have a fit
I can’t do no verse if you ain’t talking more than a brick
I’m gone cop that verse and Ima pop my pop pop my lil sh*t
HOOK (Rubberband OG)
You get money, yo trap do numbers?
You bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
Gotta make sure you got some solid n*ggas wit you
Them h*es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
You f*cking h*es now, designer clothes now
You got shooters ready to wipe a n*gga nose now
You can’t f*ck that check up you gotta save some
Buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones
#RubberbandOG #YFNLucci #YEAYEA
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17 сен 2024
