Infinite ArcadeKidd (Ft. Lil Tracy)

[Intro: Yung Bruh]
Uh, uh
Man
Yung Bruh bitch
Oh my god
Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh you so rare bruh
Yung Bruh, Yung Bruh
Aye Yung Bruh bruh
Yung Bruh, Yung Bruh
Aye bruh
Aye Yung Bruh (Yung Bruh)
What it do Yung Bruh? (Yung Bruh)
Yung Bruh, Yung Bruh (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yung Bruh
Aye Yung Bruh, Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh
Bitch I'm Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh, Yung Bruh
Bitch I'm Yung Bruh
Bitch I'm Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh
Bitch I'm Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh

[Verse 1: Yung Bruh]
I need a bitch with a accent
Who like tripping off acid
She be thrift shop swagging
ForeverGirl no casket
At you niggas I be laughing
'Cause you swear that you rapping
But in reality you acting
I can tell by your actions
Bitch I can do magic
We have sex then I vanish
Yung Bruh doing damage
My haters saying dammit
Yung Bruh he a mammoth
I'm Picasso the beat is my canvas
He want beef I don't panic
Got a sword on my side I can handle it
Call a ambulance
Roll that dope nigga smoke that dro (Nigga smoke that dro, Yung Bruh, woah)
Imma keep rapping till I'm coast to coast (Coast to coast, I'm on the Westside)
Fucking fame won't sell my soul (Sell my soul, never sell my soul, nah)
Imma make moves solo dolo (Solo dolo, woah)