
100 Shells Yung Bans (Ft. YNW Melly)
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[Intro]
And then the smoke got me
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
All black with a mask, feel like Bruce Wayne
I'm on way too many drugs, it feel like Novocaine
I can't feel no pain, no, I can't feel no pain
Made it through the rain, think it's time to spread my wings
I was 15, ridin' with that blicky, yeah
If I die today, I wonder, will they miss me?
Turn to a demon with that fire, a hundred shells in the street, huh
It's a hundred shells in the street
It's a hundred shells in the street
It's a hundred shells in the street
[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
Yeah, Dracs and .223's, sweep him off his feet
Get that pack from overseas, trap, trap gon' beat
I got it on me, that MAC in my jeans
I got it on me, that MAC in my jeans
What you smell on my breath? Pure promethazine
And you can do what you want when you poppin' when you a lil' nigga like me
Yeah, booted up, geeked, huh
Lil' bitch on fleek (Lil' bitch on fleek)
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
All black with a mask, feel like Bruce Wayne
I'm on way too many drugs, it feel like Novocaine
I can't feel no pain, no, I can't feel no pain
Made it through the rain, think it's time to spread my wings
I was 15, ridin' with that blicky, yeah
If I die today, I wonder, will they miss me?
Turn to a demon with that fire, a hundred shells in the street, huh
It's a hundred shells in the street
And then the smoke got me
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
All black with a mask, feel like Bruce Wayne
I'm on way too many drugs, it feel like Novocaine
I can't feel no pain, no, I can't feel no pain
Made it through the rain, think it's time to spread my wings
I was 15, ridin' with that blicky, yeah
If I die today, I wonder, will they miss me?
Turn to a demon with that fire, a hundred shells in the street, huh
It's a hundred shells in the street
It's a hundred shells in the street
It's a hundred shells in the street
[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
Yeah, Dracs and .223's, sweep him off his feet
Get that pack from overseas, trap, trap gon' beat
I got it on me, that MAC in my jeans
I got it on me, that MAC in my jeans
What you smell on my breath? Pure promethazine
And you can do what you want when you poppin' when you a lil' nigga like me
Yeah, booted up, geeked, huh
Lil' bitch on fleek (Lil' bitch on fleek)
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
All black with a mask, feel like Bruce Wayne
I'm on way too many drugs, it feel like Novocaine
I can't feel no pain, no, I can't feel no pain
Made it through the rain, think it's time to spread my wings
I was 15, ridin' with that blicky, yeah
If I die today, I wonder, will they miss me?
Turn to a demon with that fire, a hundred shells in the street, huh
It's a hundred shells in the street
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