
Coming Strong YBS Skola
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[Intro]
You don't want it, nah
Elijah done did it again
You don’t want it, nah
[Chorus]
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don't want it, nah
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don't want it, nah
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don’t want it, nah
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don't want it, nah
[Verse 1]
Promise you don't want it, we got thirties, we gon' run you down
Used to a grab a dime of weed but I blow O's with Vicky now
Swervin' all through traffic with them ratchets, need to calm it down
I know that I'm well protected if I got Trae Pound around
I been workin' while you sleep, don’t ask me how I passed you
Thought that bitch was innocent ’til I seen what that cash do
They fuckin' for shoes, mmh
My pockets filled with them blues, mmh
My city hotter than June, mmh
More than three murders by noon, mmh
Lots of balloons, a whole lot of bodies
I miss Addy G and I miss Ladi Dadi
Whole lot of shots, bitch, that’s all you gon' hear
And I put that on God if somebody try me
I worked too hard for these jewels, too hard to shine
To straight let a fuck nigga rob me
We ain't like none of these rappers that's doin’ that cappin'
I bet you it's gon' be a homi', nigga
You don't want it, nah
Elijah done did it again
You don’t want it, nah
[Chorus]
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don't want it, nah
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don't want it, nah
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don’t want it, nah
Vicky got the sticky, I got the blicky and we coming strong
For my broski Skola, get slumped over, you don't want it, nah
[Verse 1]
Promise you don't want it, we got thirties, we gon' run you down
Used to a grab a dime of weed but I blow O's with Vicky now
Swervin' all through traffic with them ratchets, need to calm it down
I know that I'm well protected if I got Trae Pound around
I been workin' while you sleep, don’t ask me how I passed you
Thought that bitch was innocent ’til I seen what that cash do
They fuckin' for shoes, mmh
My pockets filled with them blues, mmh
My city hotter than June, mmh
More than three murders by noon, mmh
Lots of balloons, a whole lot of bodies
I miss Addy G and I miss Ladi Dadi
Whole lot of shots, bitch, that’s all you gon' hear
And I put that on God if somebody try me
I worked too hard for these jewels, too hard to shine
To straight let a fuck nigga rob me
We ain't like none of these rappers that's doin’ that cappin'
I bet you it's gon' be a homi', nigga
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