Typical Tuesday (feat. YBC Fayzo)
Yung Rado
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Aye Niggas dying everyday now I cannot lack, I ain’t ready Told my brothers run that bag up, stackin hunnids, no pennies How you suckin hella dick, and want sum love from a nigga Ion know what ts is, I'm tryna get me dumb figures “F*ck that nigga Rado” "He only wants his bitch back" Hoes callin my line, like I got time for chit chat I ain't patient, text that nigga, like yo where my shit at Stupid peon, down the block, I'll run they shit and get back Went there had to get it That backend gon hit tomorrow, need a brand new pendant Ain't give a f*ck about no nigga, I been independent Can’t f*ck wit bitches, wanna f*ck up how a nigga feelin That pussy talkin onaa gram, like we ain't pistol whip him Ain’t no doubt, I steady posted wit my fuckin niggas Ain’t tapin out, we stackin duffles, want my money bigger When shit get stormy, I'm relying onnat fuccin trigger Got my hoodie on, wit no mask, where you leavin nigga Lane switchin, I ain’t whippin on that 94 Know I’m grinding hard, ain’t hit the top, you know a nigga close Goofy bitches, I got fans around me takin notes on me We can’t f*ck shordie, she gon know to use her throat Remember you was snakin Gave you a chance, all I see is all that love you faken My old hoe, catchin sum feeling, like why you mistaken me I‘m cuff to money, I ain’t tell you niggas out here taken wit it aye (Hol upp) A nigga fly tho Burberry I'm rockin all this fashion, try and follow She said she got feelings, better leave that shit behind girl Look that nigga changed, yeah I guess now is my time hoe Now when I’m whippin they gon say my shit is rented A nigga up, so I'm sparkin, I ain’t sippin Nowadays I can’t wit drama, that shit kill a nigga image In the kitchen coutin bread now we juss thinkin how to flip it aye On a Monday he was doing twitter mentions And when came Tuesday I shot him in peace he resting The only time I’m in a book is when filling out his checkings I don’t think imma need my weapon Hold on nigga you should take that step back don’t get me heated Cause if you piss me off, I’m shooting shots no agreements My city’s Lucifer it turn a good boy to a demon My youngans beggin for they freedom They hit the 100 innat steamer I pass a thot, my homie's the receiver Can’t trust a thot, they your number 1 deceivers Believe ya believe what I got demons All it take is one call, watch me take yo bitch Take her to the crib, take it off than we henny lit Bottles after bottles hours later she still sucking it Her nigga call her phone I pick it up and tell em suck a dick Than I buss it quick Disrespecting niggas flexing my with my money everyday Even if I didn’t have it I could take her anyways Cause I’m bold and you sweet I’m like Ciroc you lemonade "Baby why the f*ck u leave me", cause Fayzo got better aim I sweet talk her lingerie look good let’s make this cinema Scented candles inside of my room smell like cinnamon Don’t know bout my after life so you gone see me live it up Don’t judge me I know who I’ll answer to when I’m gone give it up
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