Leave It Up YSN Marlo (Ft. YSN Flow)

[Intro: YSN Marlo & YSN Flow]
Ah, yeah, yeah
I made it and niggas said it was luck
Niggas said it was luck
Yeah
Said it was luck
Ayy, turn me up, Marlo
I ain't finna beef with a nigga
No, no, uh, uh
(Spazzin' out, Pluto, spazzin' out, Pluto)

[Chorus: YSN Marlo]
Uh, uh, look
I made it and these niggas said it was luck (Bitch)
Remember 'em days we were stuck in the trenches (Stuck in the trenches)
Now we gettin' money, we runnin' up (We runnin' up)
Pull up in that Bentley for days on the bus (For days on the bus)
Pack in our van, with a woop full of Runtz (No cap)
I ain't finna beef with a nigga
I need me a check, if you push it, I'm leavin' it up (Bitch ass nigga)

[Verse 1: YSN Marlo]
Fuck, they keep hatin', I need me a answer (I need me a answer)
They need to see me, put me on a banner
I'm just a youngin', they hate on Young Marlo (They hate on Young Marlo)
Been on the stage, need to chat like I'm Lennord
Pop out if she know who I am, so I'm in her (I'm in her)
Lately been hungry like I ain't eat dinner (Like I ain't eat dinner)
He's full of cattles with some Glocks in his Sprinter (Glocks in his Sprinter)
I'm cold in the summer, these VVS like winter
I'ma just run at his block
That nigga, he's pussy, he texting, I'm sending some shots (I'm sending some shots)
He think he hard, but he not (He not)
You claim you duck, how the fuck you be talkin' to cops?
He talk out his top, then we shot at his top (Shot at his top)
I ain't fuckin' with critics, they all on my cock
Can't go back to the kitchen, was wippin' 'em pots
I was trappin' in school, put the weed in my sock