Explosion Young Stoner Life & Gunna (Ft. FN DaDealer & Yak Gotti)

[Intro: Gunna]
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
(Makers)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tip toe, YSL, lil' bitch, we loaded, yeah
Tip coated, ooh
(Run it back, Turbo)

[Chorus: Gunna & Yak Gotti]
Yeah, niggas know we drop explosions (Boom)
Kill a nigga quiet, no commotions (Shh)
Really rich with no promotion (Really rich)
YSL, lil' bitch, we loaded (Slatt)
Vibe with some views of the ocean (Vibes)
Drivin' the coupe like it's stolen (Skrrt)
East to the west, I'm just coastin' (Just coastin')
Ease all the stress with the potion (Slatt)

[Verse 1: Yak Gotti]
With my dog, yeah, wе shared the same Glock (Thе same Glock)
If you my dog, then we got the same opps (The same opps)
Get you stabbed in your shit for a Green Dot (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, anybody get it, I'm a menace in my city (Ayy)
Maybach truck ride slow, I didn't feel the speed bump (Nah)
Pull that press down, he get squeezed like Capri-Sun (Press)
Yeah, street sweeper sweepin', I sweep for no reason (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Yeah, bitch, for no reason
Built like a rock like I'm starting from Bleveland (Rock side)
They accused me for a body, I beat it (Uh)
Summertime walk with the function the blicky
I am the biggest, the opp in the city (Opp in the)
Opp in your ear and they gon' plot cause I'm richer (Slatt)
Your big homie blow, he ain't even got a Richard (Slatt)
Since a jit, gettin' his shit on
Got popped with that stick in
And he walk with the shitbag, I think he a shitter (Slatt)