
mummy Yung Kayo
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[Intro]
Yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
My niggas all from the trap, we don't hang with no undies (Hang with no undies, oh)
I swear I got' play my cards right 'cause I'm not tucking (I'm not tucking, yeah)
I swear I got rubberband, rubberband, rub it up, mummy (Rub it up, mummy, yeah)
My gang pullin' up Talibans hoppin' out cabs, flee (Hoppin' out cabs, flee)
[Verse]
Chanel, not Vladimir
Split with the film like Fast & Furious
I like when she suck me up on the pier to see
I had to leave 'cause I know that you cheerin' me (Cheerin')
Louis Vuitton in the cherry tree (Cherry tree)
Fuck your crew, pull up Julius
Whip out medullas, I hand out the cooler kit
I got the .22 on me for foolery, no foolin' me
Told her, "Go give me head just like a coupе fiend"
I don't wan' spend the monеy up in rural creeks
That's where the sevens raised, I got seven hoes
Every week seven days, you know when I'm alone I'm in heaven
I just wan' know all your assets
Jump in the crowd, I might test it
I might sell out to you just like Madeline
Got your honey boo-boo in this pack of teammates
Like my name was Jackie, I might have to rob your man
I ain't gon' never tell her that I'm stoppin' this
My bitch in Louis V, you up in Hot Topic
My Asian bitch eat Pockies 'cause you really like chocolate
I got water flows, I swear that is not stopping
They worried 'bout who got it, I told 'em, "I got it"
Steppin' in four two four with the pocket rocket (Bah, boom)
Yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
My niggas all from the trap, we don't hang with no undies (Hang with no undies, oh)
I swear I got' play my cards right 'cause I'm not tucking (I'm not tucking, yeah)
I swear I got rubberband, rubberband, rub it up, mummy (Rub it up, mummy, yeah)
My gang pullin' up Talibans hoppin' out cabs, flee (Hoppin' out cabs, flee)
[Verse]
Chanel, not Vladimir
Split with the film like Fast & Furious
I like when she suck me up on the pier to see
I had to leave 'cause I know that you cheerin' me (Cheerin')
Louis Vuitton in the cherry tree (Cherry tree)
Fuck your crew, pull up Julius
Whip out medullas, I hand out the cooler kit
I got the .22 on me for foolery, no foolin' me
Told her, "Go give me head just like a coupе fiend"
I don't wan' spend the monеy up in rural creeks
That's where the sevens raised, I got seven hoes
Every week seven days, you know when I'm alone I'm in heaven
I just wan' know all your assets
Jump in the crowd, I might test it
I might sell out to you just like Madeline
Got your honey boo-boo in this pack of teammates
Like my name was Jackie, I might have to rob your man
I ain't gon' never tell her that I'm stoppin' this
My bitch in Louis V, you up in Hot Topic
My Asian bitch eat Pockies 'cause you really like chocolate
I got water flows, I swear that is not stopping
They worried 'bout who got it, I told 'em, "I got it"
Steppin' in four two four with the pocket rocket (Bah, boom)
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