[Intro]
YCOE
Shit, I mean
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, it's Y
YCOE, YCOE
Yeah, y'all know I be geeked up, man, it's a Draco with the wood sittin' right beside me to my left
Let's do it, come on (Huh)
[Verse]
I can't even name the shit I'm puttin' on, I just go get it
I can't even name this ho I'm fuckin' on, but I still hit it (I'm talkin' 'bout)
Huh, huh, huh (Huh, damn, damn, damn)
Get in there, get in there (Goddamn)
He done cuffed that scram ho (Huh, huh), brother 'nem been in there (Goddamn)
All that sneak dissin' inside your songs, nigga, be direct
Luh Loaded, you's a ho and this is not no diss, I'm statin' facts
All that cliquin' up y'all niggas doin', Tim, you better get back
(Ayy, Lil Rae, man, what the hell you doin'?), rollin' up Rell in a pack
Whew, blew through twenty thousand
We walk down, don't shoot at houses
What's up, Gway? I don't want no Beyoncé, can bring me Famous Sally (Okay, okay)
Lil Rae don't play, ho, I'm not smilin'
Opp ho pussy, yeah, I'm poundin' (Okay, okay)
Thumbin' through this pape', don't talk to me, gon' fuck up what I'm countin' (Okay, okay)
Word around, they found him dead (Whew), that boy was deceased
Tell the folks up my advance, my views been increasin'
If you came, don't plan on leavin', huh, death row, bitch, you stayin'
I fuck with YC, I'm a Westside demon, huh, steal from me, cut off your hand
That boy is a rat, huh, I'm talkin' 'bout Young Menace
Wanna take that shit to Instagram, you puttin' them folks in our business (Shh)
You can't leave no witness (Shh), you can't leave no trace
(Man, I know you hear them sirens too, what the fuck you doin', man? Come on now), pick up the pace (Huh)
He ain't make it back home, huh, because we smacked him
Hit the opp ho, sent her back home, huh, right after I clapped her
It's too many hoes for Lil Rae, gotta fit 'em on my calendar
And I know my drink say pineapple but I'm sippin' on dirty Fanta, huh (Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn)
You ain't used to like me back in school
Now you wanna fuck me, why? 'Cause I got these blues?
Label asked me would I do a song with buddy? I said, "Who?" (Who the fuck is this nigga?)
Beatin' that pussy all night, don't break a sweat, but I said, "Whew" (Whew)
YCOE
Shit, I mean
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, it's Y
YCOE, YCOE
Yeah, y'all know I be geeked up, man, it's a Draco with the wood sittin' right beside me to my left
Let's do it, come on (Huh)
[Verse]
I can't even name the shit I'm puttin' on, I just go get it
I can't even name this ho I'm fuckin' on, but I still hit it (I'm talkin' 'bout)
Huh, huh, huh (Huh, damn, damn, damn)
Get in there, get in there (Goddamn)
He done cuffed that scram ho (Huh, huh), brother 'nem been in there (Goddamn)
All that sneak dissin' inside your songs, nigga, be direct
Luh Loaded, you's a ho and this is not no diss, I'm statin' facts
All that cliquin' up y'all niggas doin', Tim, you better get back
(Ayy, Lil Rae, man, what the hell you doin'?), rollin' up Rell in a pack
Whew, blew through twenty thousand
We walk down, don't shoot at houses
What's up, Gway? I don't want no Beyoncé, can bring me Famous Sally (Okay, okay)
Lil Rae don't play, ho, I'm not smilin'
Opp ho pussy, yeah, I'm poundin' (Okay, okay)
Thumbin' through this pape', don't talk to me, gon' fuck up what I'm countin' (Okay, okay)
Word around, they found him dead (Whew), that boy was deceased
Tell the folks up my advance, my views been increasin'
If you came, don't plan on leavin', huh, death row, bitch, you stayin'
I fuck with YC, I'm a Westside demon, huh, steal from me, cut off your hand
That boy is a rat, huh, I'm talkin' 'bout Young Menace
Wanna take that shit to Instagram, you puttin' them folks in our business (Shh)
You can't leave no witness (Shh), you can't leave no trace
(Man, I know you hear them sirens too, what the fuck you doin', man? Come on now), pick up the pace (Huh)
He ain't make it back home, huh, because we smacked him
Hit the opp ho, sent her back home, huh, right after I clapped her
It's too many hoes for Lil Rae, gotta fit 'em on my calendar
And I know my drink say pineapple but I'm sippin' on dirty Fanta, huh (Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn)
You ain't used to like me back in school
Now you wanna fuck me, why? 'Cause I got these blues?
Label asked me would I do a song with buddy? I said, "Who?" (Who the fuck is this nigga?)
Beatin' that pussy all night, don't break a sweat, but I said, "Whew" (Whew)
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