Glitch Yung Kayo
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[Intro]
(Uh, yes, uh, text me, bitch, uh)
(Uh, what? Yung Kayo in this bitch, yeah)
Ayy, what?
(Yeah, ah, ah)
What? Yeah
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
[Chorus]
Brother walk with the stick, he look like a witch
I got some foreigns, I'm rollin’ with sticks
Fuckin' your ho while we streamin' on Twitch
.40 Tourette’s, it talk with a glitch
I'm in the PJ with the tinted tints
He say that's a Rollie but I heard it tick
I'm slidin' on niggas while you movin' it
He talkin' that shit, I'm smashin’ his sis
[Verse]
In the LA Fitness tryin’ to get fit
I gave her the boot, I gave her the kick
I didn't need her ’cause she couldn't suck dick (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'm crushin' these niggas, they salty like chips
My wrist, it shine, it’s solar eclipse (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Twenty-five bitches, all different zips (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
My girl lookin' bad in this Balenciaga
I'm deep in her guts, that bitch call me her doctor (Ah)
Poker faces like I'm Lady Gaga
Me and Avatar pull up on an oppa
In Gotham City with Batman and Robin (Ah, ah)
Slammin' these bitches, they buyin' my cotton (They buyin' my, they buyin' my)
I'm kickin' these hundreds, I been playin' soccer
That boy wear a two-piece, split him with the llama
I fly on that jet, nigga, no Harry Potter
She bobbin' and weavin', I think she a boxer
My right wrist the Rollie while I'm eatin' lobster
You wasn't there from the start, the beginning
I'm shootin' like Jenning (I'm shooting like)
My cousin, he live in that kitchen and it's inefficient
I'm carryin' these niggas like Blake on the Pistons
Makin' the work disappear, a magician
Plug work at that church, yeah, a nigga a Christian (Yeah, yeah)
Wrap us up like a mummy, we change your religion (What?)
Pussy tastin' like cinnamon (What?)
Yellow like lemon, no yellow like taxi (What?)
But this ain't no taxi, I'm stuntin' like Jackie (But this ain't no)
I'm in Miami lookin' for a dolphin
Green on me like I'm playin' in Boston
Know green on me, now I look like a goblin
I ride in your hood, got me lookin' like Robin
I'm up in space smokin' with the Guardians
Drugs on me, now I move like a zombie
I want the millions like a Bugatti
Yeah, I chopped a check, been takin' karate
Me and Alex 'bout to slide like it's hockey (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
(Uh, yes, uh, text me, bitch, uh)
(Uh, what? Yung Kayo in this bitch, yeah)
Ayy, what?
(Yeah, ah, ah)
What? Yeah
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
[Chorus]
Brother walk with the stick, he look like a witch
I got some foreigns, I'm rollin’ with sticks
Fuckin' your ho while we streamin' on Twitch
.40 Tourette’s, it talk with a glitch
I'm in the PJ with the tinted tints
He say that's a Rollie but I heard it tick
I'm slidin' on niggas while you movin' it
He talkin' that shit, I'm smashin’ his sis
[Verse]
In the LA Fitness tryin’ to get fit
I gave her the boot, I gave her the kick
I didn't need her ’cause she couldn't suck dick (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'm crushin' these niggas, they salty like chips
My wrist, it shine, it’s solar eclipse (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Twenty-five bitches, all different zips (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
My girl lookin' bad in this Balenciaga
I'm deep in her guts, that bitch call me her doctor (Ah)
Poker faces like I'm Lady Gaga
Me and Avatar pull up on an oppa
In Gotham City with Batman and Robin (Ah, ah)
Slammin' these bitches, they buyin' my cotton (They buyin' my, they buyin' my)
I'm kickin' these hundreds, I been playin' soccer
That boy wear a two-piece, split him with the llama
I fly on that jet, nigga, no Harry Potter
She bobbin' and weavin', I think she a boxer
My right wrist the Rollie while I'm eatin' lobster
You wasn't there from the start, the beginning
I'm shootin' like Jenning (I'm shooting like)
My cousin, he live in that kitchen and it's inefficient
I'm carryin' these niggas like Blake on the Pistons
Makin' the work disappear, a magician
Plug work at that church, yeah, a nigga a Christian (Yeah, yeah)
Wrap us up like a mummy, we change your religion (What?)
Pussy tastin' like cinnamon (What?)
Yellow like lemon, no yellow like taxi (What?)
But this ain't no taxi, I'm stuntin' like Jackie (But this ain't no)
I'm in Miami lookin' for a dolphin
Green on me like I'm playin' in Boston
Know green on me, now I look like a goblin
I ride in your hood, got me lookin' like Robin
I'm up in space smokin' with the Guardians
Drugs on me, now I move like a zombie
I want the millions like a Bugatti
Yeah, I chopped a check, been takin' karate
Me and Alex 'bout to slide like it's hockey (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
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