No Casket Yung Kayo (Ft. Young Jordan)

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[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
I'm on my big lil' slimy shit
I ain't got no time, shit (Bitch, bitch)
I wanna do it all but I'm runnin' out of time, shit (Bitch, bitch)
Workin' on designer shit
I get all this cash, shit (Yes, yes)
I'ma live forever, I don't worry 'bout a casket (Yes, yes, yes, yes)
I'm on my big lil' slimy shit
I ain't got no time, shit (Yes, yes)
I wanna do it all but I'm runnin' out of time, shit (Nah, nah)
Workin' on designer shit
I get all this cash, shit (Nah, nah)
I'ma live forever, I don't worry 'bout a casket (Yes, yes)

[Verse 1: Yung Kayo]
Told her I don't show no face and I'ma text you (Yeah, yeah)
All this goddamn runnin', think I won a medal (Yeah, yeah)
And no, no, we don't stop, I'm pushin' like a pedal
My diamonds crusted up, got pearls and some bezels (Nah, nah, nah)
I'm goin' back to back, she think I'm playin' for the Pistons (Uh-huh)
I'm skatin' to the money, baby, call me Bart Simpson (Yeah, yeah)
I'm shootin' 33, I'm on the floor, I move like Pippen (Bitch, bitch)
I'm buyin' all this designer, it be for my women (Yes, yes)
Ain't in my cash flow
I'm in my bag, oh
Hop out the Jag, though (Yeah, yeah)
I got bags, ho
Don't let no tax know
I got a bad ho (Yeah, yeah)
Yes, I did it
Hop out no Civic
We don't do rented (Uh-uh)
I'm on my pivot
I'm countin' digits
We jump like cricket (Uh-uh)