[Intro]
Ayy, DJ, you the plug
[Verse 1: YSN Marlo]
Bitch, we keep them Glocks, that Steph Curry shoot like KD
No flexing in my city, I got guap, these niggas hate me
I'm getting too much money, fingers grining, this shit is crazy
And shout out to my momma, you gon' get a new Mercedes
We got Glocks, talking on internet, now that nigga dropped
Bitch, we want to kill, you know that we shooting for the top
Ain't no oxygen, you know that we airing out his block
Ain't no mercy when I'm sliding through, I hope I don't get locked
Rocking with some demons, talking shit, they gon' take your life
He don't think we about it, he want beef, we gon' take his pipе
Getting money while I'm fucking sleeping, I gеt paid at night
Paparazzis always taking pictures, bitch, I hate the lights
My niggas animals, straight out the zoo, my niggas going insane
Never catch me by myself, you know I'm always with the gang
You typing all them characters, you want problems, we gon' take your chain
Bitch, you overthinking, pull the trigger, we gon' take your brain
If I ever get a mill', I swear I won't be satisfied
Got niggas moving pounds, I can't say names because it's classified
Hop in my whip, you not no shooter, you don't have to ride
Been going through this pain, my grandma passed, you know I had to cry
Click-clack, let that nigga chainless, now he asking for his shit back
And I took your bitch, nigga, come get your bitch back
Rocking all designer, you know that I like to mismatch
And this Draco hit, on my momma, you can't hit back
Ayy, DJ, you the plug
[Verse 1: YSN Marlo]
Bitch, we keep them Glocks, that Steph Curry shoot like KD
No flexing in my city, I got guap, these niggas hate me
I'm getting too much money, fingers grining, this shit is crazy
And shout out to my momma, you gon' get a new Mercedes
We got Glocks, talking on internet, now that nigga dropped
Bitch, we want to kill, you know that we shooting for the top
Ain't no oxygen, you know that we airing out his block
Ain't no mercy when I'm sliding through, I hope I don't get locked
Rocking with some demons, talking shit, they gon' take your life
He don't think we about it, he want beef, we gon' take his pipе
Getting money while I'm fucking sleeping, I gеt paid at night
Paparazzis always taking pictures, bitch, I hate the lights
My niggas animals, straight out the zoo, my niggas going insane
Never catch me by myself, you know I'm always with the gang
You typing all them characters, you want problems, we gon' take your chain
Bitch, you overthinking, pull the trigger, we gon' take your brain
If I ever get a mill', I swear I won't be satisfied
Got niggas moving pounds, I can't say names because it's classified
Hop in my whip, you not no shooter, you don't have to ride
Been going through this pain, my grandma passed, you know I had to cry
Click-clack, let that nigga chainless, now he asking for his shit back
And I took your bitch, nigga, come get your bitch back
Rocking all designer, you know that I like to mismatch
And this Draco hit, on my momma, you can't hit back
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