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What It Hit Foe - Yn jay Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: Y yn jay | Published: 2024-20-09T06:39:19:00+07:00
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[intro]
yeah (it’s a wayne beat)
y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on, young n*ggas doin’ this sh*t
young n*gga
young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga
young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga
alright
i’m back in that bag, b*tch, it’s coochie man versus yn jay, what y’all wanna do?
it’s me versus myself, who y— what we doin’?
ayy
[verse]
i’m finna roll a big*ass blunt, i need a backwood
i know some n*ggas who ain’t street, they just act hood
i knew you really ain’t have money, you just cap good
i think you bought some dark stouts, this a black ‘wood
i was only thirteen stealing drank from my daddy ’cause the act’ was good
no more b*tts fit in the club, this a fat wood
i’m finna close the club down
i know some n*ggas used to hate, they show me love now
n*gga thought that he was dead, he heard the gun sound
b*tch f*cked the whole team, she can run miles
i just came through, dunked on a p*ssy n*gga like i’m miles bridges
speakin’ on somebody else body, you a loud witness
ayy, coach put me out the game, but i’ma still ball
threw a hoop, see it in the rim, it was a real ball
i ain’t talk to my n*gga, but i still— but i still call
b*tch suck d*ck and l!ck b*lls, she use real jaws
if i call my n*gga, put some money— man, that’s a k!ll call
b*tch get beat— d*mn
b*tch get beat down, but her p*ssy still tight, she got steel walls
n*gga, you ain’t never paid for sh*t, i get bill calls
streets— d*mn
streets tried to knock me down hard, but i’m still tall
have you ever told somebody ’bout some real sh*t, tryna be real, dog?
bro hit the yeah with the ooh, it was still dog
every time my f*ckin’ phone ring, i get pill calls
all these record labels call my phone, i get deal calls
if you feeling froggy, n*gga, leap like a d*mn frog
d*mn
unc’ showed me how to cook in the kitchen, i appreciate that sh*t
b*tch suck d*ck so good, appreciate that sh*t
rich b*tch let me f*ck for free, you gon’ pay that b*tch
n*gga feelin’ crazy, you get somethin’ off your heart, n*gga, say that sh*t
have you ever heard of “coochie man”? n*gga, play that sh*t
have you ever been to coochie land? b*tch, i made that sh*t
n*gga could’ve been superman, he couldn’t save that b*tch
why you treat that b*tch like you her daddy? tryna raise that b*tch
ayy, if you feel some type of way in your heart, you better say that sh*t
b*tch wanna f*ck the whole team, you tryna bae that b*tch
d*mn
that sh*t don’t make no sense
freak b*tch suck the whole d*ck, but can’t take no d*ck
how the f*ck you make it to the top? i had to wait, that’s it
see myself in the srt, i’m tryna race that b*tch
coochie man versus yn jay, you gotta pick your side
scat pack or the maybach, you gotta pick your ride
b*tch selling p*ssy out your car, she tryna pimp your— d*mn
alright
b*tch selling p*ssy out your car, she tryna pimp your ride
ridin’ with a big ass five*seven, finna flip your ride
walk a mile in coochie man’s shoes, i got the perfect size
i remember i had dirty shoes, now i wear ’em twice
b*tch say she wanna come over, you can’t spend the night
lil’ bro ain’t think he hit his target, told him, “spin twice”
i had dreams performin’ on big stage with the big lights
b*tch used to play me, i was broke, let me hit twice
i remember i was broke, but i’m rich now
same hoes used to play me on my d*ck now
everybody in here got a gun, this a stick house
used to sleep in bandos, now i got a big house
i just walked in your b*tch house with my d*ck out
five hundred thousand in the crib, this a l!ck house
i’ll evict somebody out they crib, get out
i got ten b*tches in the living room on a big couch
[outro]
d*mn
ha, yeah
that sh*t, yeah, that sh*t good like that, that sh*t good like that
that’s how we gon’ play it, man, it’s the f*ckin’ coochie man
it’s the f*ckin’ coochie man
what the f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout? my n*ggas been doin’ this sh*t, we been—
hey, have you ever heard of beecher?
yeah, yeah, that’s where i’m from
yeah
okay
ah


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