Lyrics:
in detention, I was trappin' tryinna get it
When they see Y2 and 2 g's, they start jettin'
All this money got me braggin', big addiction up in
ain't got no heart nigga
Billy goat ba-a-a-ck
Stay on it wait on it
I don't rite shit
I can't be Masonic
D-r-i-p too
Need a clean up crew on isle two Y2
The streets have been asking me for it
So let me deliver it
Tired of all these fibs
My nigga Y2 don't miss
Why you think numerous guys been hit?
Anytime
like you thought it would
I say farewell, farewell to you, cause somebody had to do it
Y2
Aye look, somebody had to do it, and you already got
dope deela?
Who wanna flex wit' this killa,
really, really, really, where you at? Rydas,
who wanna flex? who wanna flex wit' this killa? Y2 fuck you!
[Instrumental (Harmonica)]
I ran into Magdalena
She said she's staying for the Y2 Cana
But I see the sadness in her eyes
We all lost the one we loved
He's up
guide
Im the big fish nemo woulda hate me too
If you want the right baby I can make you fly away
Touch down in my city you know Y2s at the O2
I do what I
man
Abzo and Bouzy you be big men
Orezi you be big man
Y2 my G you be big man
Nuhu Gaje you be big man
Babi and Uss you be big men
IBM you be big man
on six with my woe yea yea
Y2 that's big bro yea yea
Mmm screwed up like ESG and yes we
Ball like the NFC get Espy
Hard in the paint please do not try
too
This weapon, only possession I'm ever tied to
That's my sigma mind, sigma grind too
I always keep a more notable K than fucking Y2
Choppa singing
be big man
Abzo and Bouzy you be big men
Orezi you be big man
Y2 my G you be big man
Nuhu Gaje you be big man
Babi and Uss you be big men
IBM you be
lungs with noxious gas
Like inhaling shards of glass
Toxic Waste Pipe Rupture in Sector Y2. All personnel please gather in Sector Y2
N.I.H.I.L.
N.I.H.I.L.
with medicine, Ear drumming like timpani
Don't you hear that symphony? Maybe your eye too violent
Made it, that Y2 wilding, hearing and I don't like it
I miss you Bryce
Y2 is that you
Hop in I'm speeding
And I'm fast like a demon
Yeah, this my season
She wet like Fiji
She told me secrets, but I
ligament han
Leo y2s sur les beau art de banlieu
Intellectuel comme t’es bloquer dans un corps de riche
Ces fantastique un mélange entre la tristesse
Y2 is that you ?!
I miss you Bryce
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go
Just planned a trip with my baby, we bout to go for it on the wall
VV Diamonds
Yeah, Ideal
Y2 Kay Gee and R.L. collabo
Uh-oh make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance
wife
(Chorus)
(Ha, Ha in the background)
This how we putting down for the y2 grand nigga
Straight for the M-I-A
Iconz nigga
Dirty, Dirty south style
Na oh, na oh uh-ee, oh, you can see
Y2 is that you? As you can see, uh
Bad bitch, no cap, for real uh, yeah, yeah
For real
, like my shooter from
like hey babe
You know me as Y2
But my momma call me jj
Used to live in Cali
Molly always called my Yay Yay
That was when I always was the reason we had
feel that?
Y2 spirit
Nightmare on your street nigga
I am nearly boasting
But I'm clearly floating
Used to live in Austin
Now you live in Yaustin
Kan
really homeless
I should get a milli bonus
I be going ape like it's bape on my kicks
Y2 Steven A. Smith I first take all my shit
Cali weather I come with
feel that?
Y2 spirit
Nightmare on your street nigga
I am nearly boasting
But I'm clearly floating
Used to live in Austin
Now you live in Yaustin
Kan
of a Goddess
I am Y2
I am Ether
Unana Ye
Unana Ya
Unana Ye
Unana Ya
Unana Ye
Unana Ya
Unana Ye
Unana Ya
Unana Ye
Unana Ya
I was dropped as a baby
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