Ville
YNW BSlime, Ynw4L, YNW Melly
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(Give me eternal peace) Huh, ridin' through the Ville, my heart frozen Huh, I stay on my heels, know they strollin' Huh, diamonds on my wrist, I keep a smile All my brothers silent, no, they never foldin' Listen, I had to stop all the spinnin' My woadie gon' slide, slide, slide, you know that he ridin' with me I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin' I walk around with them shooters, a young nigga standin' on business Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah I've been outside with my dog, I'm tryna get a mil' Young nigga slimy, one of a kind, you know that he shootin' to kill Always on time with all of my slimes, you know that I'm ridin' with steel We made us a mill' before all of the deals, get by eatin' General Mills I get her what she want, she lovin' to flaunt, like what you want? Cash App or Zell? I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin' Free Mell' out that cell, we all doin' well, you know that we all gon' prevail Put a hundred racks, put a hundred stacks inside my ear Walk around with stacks in his ear (?) Pardon me to my slime, I mean a lie, I'm so scared I was up in the sky, I was so tweaked up, I was rollin', yeah Huh, ridin' through the Ville, my heart frozen Huh, I stay on my heels, know they strollin' Huh, diamonds on my wrist, I keep a smile All my brothers silent, no, they never foldin' Listen, I had to stop all the spinnin' My woadie gon' slide, slide, slide, you know that he ridin' with me I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin' I walk around with them shooters, a young nigga standin' on business Huh, nigga, I stay with fye, I stay with fye If a nigga want smoke, he know we slidin', you know he dyin' Ride around town with a hundred-some rounds, I'm with my fye Nigga say he real, but we know he really care Huh, and I can never care Huh, woadie keep that 40-Glock, it's stuck up in his lap Huh, I told mama, "Cool off, we are good, yes, that's no bap" Huh, I told mama, "Cool off, we are good and that's no cap," oh, whoa Huh, ridin' through the Ville, my heart frozen Huh, I stay on my heels, know they strollin' Huh, diamonds on my wrist, I keep a smile All my brothers silent, no, they never foldin' Listen, I had to stop all the spinnin' My woadie gon' slide, slide, slide, you know that he ridin' with me I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin' I walk around with them shooters, a young nigga standin' on business
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Written by: Brandon King
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