I’ma Get It YRN Lingo (Ft. Mango Foo & Rich The Kid)

[Hook: YRN Lingo]
If I want it, I’ma get it
Catch you slipping, take your shoes off your feet
Always running towards a meal ticket
Masi, Bentley, can’t decide it
Pussy really don’t excite me no more
Always got to watch my back, they my foes
Loyalty over everything, that is my oath
Leave a nigga head red like Peg Bundy
One wrong word, my nigga come head hunting
Time is money nigga, and I’m chasing after money
End of discussion
What you gon’ do man, you really just fussing
Leave your whole squad stanking like an onion

[Verse 1: Mango Foo]
Let’s talk about money
I been fiending for the hundreds like junkies
Let’s talk about chronic
Drop a bomb in the trap, it is atomic
Beat the pot like I’m Sonny
Put your bitch on the track like I’m London
I got rings on my fingers, no onion
I invest in a bando, come join me
I got bags on the nawf like I’m Santa Claus
Make your bitch run a play like I’m Randy Moss
Sip the lean out the bottle, no Tylenol
I won’t stop until I get my point across
Pull up, drop the top on the Rari
I got the white like Rowdy
I just put my bitch in the Audi
For no reason, she say that I’m childish
Two hundred thousand, can you count it?
Everybody talkin’ but who ‘bout it?
How these real diamonds but they cloudy?
You ain’t up, you still jugging ounces
My niggas trappin’ out the regal
She eat it up so I’ma feed her
I spent your rent on my re-up
I ball on niggas, make ‘em D up