No Yerkys (feat. Yungdmack & Rip $picee)
Yrk Rari
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I ain't popping no yerkys Wanna fight we gon shoot the 30 These hands make him tweet like a birdie Been at the bottom these words never hurt me Am I worthy To be at the top number 1 Feel like a star I'm a sun Big yrk young Rich in the bunch You know I will never go run Try to run you get shot in the back When I run up I'm taking ya tech Post it in pictures you know I'm up Next Act a fool when I move imma flex When I come through you know it's a movie Showing out got me dripping in gucci Spin the block 2 times like I'm Toosii Got me telling my story like boosie I'm stealing ya chicken ya sesame Why she always come Nxt to me She all on my body and touching my sexually I got all the sauce got the recipe We used to friends now you is my enemy Never knew you be fake Used to give you money food up on your plate Now i knew you was slimy turned into a snake And I dropped that lil nigga we finna go spin it Don't talk to me if it ain't none bout the digits Talking that shit lil nigga you dead I'm finna cut up that lil boy he Fred I can't f*ck with hoes I swear I cant be no couple goals I'm a super boomer ate the perk even thought it was old I'm no bitch and you know a nigga ain't never finna fold In the bed and popping oxis Talking that shit pussy boy don't you try me I got your bitch in the crib she finna slime me Oo ahh wit the shits Fe fi fo fung I got a drake and it came with a drum 1234 I got a blick so get on the floor Abcd I got a glock and it came with a beam Twinkle twinkle little star we find your chain you won't go far Perfect timing that's the gang Play wit us we snatch your chain Run up you gone hear that bang In the srt switching lanes On my side gotta keep a knocks Cause these niggas be moving so wock Like tayk I love my chop And if he talking we blowing his block Open up his can just like he is a top Ya boys be snitching don't mess wit the opps Hold on 2 6 I don't talk to the cops Wearing red bottoms and Prada my socks People always playing with me knocking at my door so I'm keeping my knock I ain't popping no yerkys Wanna fight we gon shoot the 30 These hands make him tweet like a birdie Been at the bottom these words never hurt me Am I worthy To be at the top number 1 Feel like a star I'm a sun Big yrk young Rich in the bunch You know I will never go run I be feeling so special Been at the top of a point like a pencil I be moving so mental The diamonds go retarted point at your temple I be feeling like Sheff cause I am a g Am I'm cooking it up Feel like roddy no Milwaukee but I'm counting the bucks
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