Side Effect YL (Rap)
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[Verse 1: YL]
Three stripes on the A-Di-Das
501 Levi's, its YL I represent the east side
Mission is collect the cash keep it runnin' like a wanted man
I ain't satisfied with just a couple grand
I seek the benefits, you don't know why
The rare specimen
Its them again gettin' sprung off of natural elements
You sensitive, mentally dead since the genesis
No authenticness when I see you
Move with elegance, you's a negative
Make decisions like executives
Pardon the penmanship, most niggas be actin' feminine
My adrenaline pumps, I don't fuck with no chumps
I'm glued to Earth, a Polo man just chill on my shirt
Feelings get hurt, my fingers caught inside of a skirt
Peace and disturb, peace to my people in Jers
Triple R season for sure, spittin' written sour hittin'
Somewhere inside my literature
[Hook: YL]
It's ok (la, la)
It's alright (la, la)
If you not sure (la, la)
You could ask Y (la, la)
It's all love, all drugs, all come to hear me body it
I acknowledge, you ain't got the time for all the politics
It's OPEN 24 baby
You know I gotchu you can step inside for more baby
Three stripes on the A-Di-Das
501 Levi's, its YL I represent the east side
Mission is collect the cash keep it runnin' like a wanted man
I ain't satisfied with just a couple grand
I seek the benefits, you don't know why
The rare specimen
Its them again gettin' sprung off of natural elements
You sensitive, mentally dead since the genesis
No authenticness when I see you
Move with elegance, you's a negative
Make decisions like executives
Pardon the penmanship, most niggas be actin' feminine
My adrenaline pumps, I don't fuck with no chumps
I'm glued to Earth, a Polo man just chill on my shirt
Feelings get hurt, my fingers caught inside of a skirt
Peace and disturb, peace to my people in Jers
Triple R season for sure, spittin' written sour hittin'
Somewhere inside my literature
[Hook: YL]
It's ok (la, la)
It's alright (la, la)
If you not sure (la, la)
You could ask Y (la, la)
It's all love, all drugs, all come to hear me body it
I acknowledge, you ain't got the time for all the politics
It's OPEN 24 baby
You know I gotchu you can step inside for more baby
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