Coconut Fried Rice (feat. Juke the Kid)

Young God Blow

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Young God Blow


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Looking super clean
I'm feeling fabuloso 
Got a cholo in my squad
That vato kinda loco
No Henny when I'm shooting
I always keep that fo fo
All this alche in my system so I'm tryna dodge the popo
Gonna have six rings when I touch down
Diamonds dripping off my chains like some gun rounds
Gonna put your ass down like a dog pound 
All black vv rosary I'm a nun now
Money stretching long like Luffy
Whip looking Gucci
No hoopty
Whole squad looking icy thats the crew b
See a group of baddies and they tryna be my groupies

Pro from a newbie 
If you gone battle get smoked like a loosie
Shout out these niggas with nothing to do
I'll take this spot at the top with my crew 
I had a motive and something to choose 
Yall only ambitions was only to lose 
Hazy and lazy I know how it be 
Punch to the liver I know you cant breathe 
Toto toto 
Told her pull up now she tryna get a photo 
Anime style might move to Kyoto
Oh she a bird fly away like a Ho-Oh
Uh oh uh oh 
All up on me like my Sudowudo 
All my peers give me hella kudos
Eat the pussy like a asian Cujo

I can see the spectators and they pissed off
Mad at me cuz I can finally afford some crystal
My snow stay fly like I'm Bristol
No designer everything from the thrift store
I don't gang bang I don't own a pistol
But I will send shots like a missile
And I promise that your girl won't miss you
Lowkey already blowing on my whistle
I ain't going back and forth this ain't ping pong
Knocking on your girl crib with my ding dong
Shawty get Freeces call her Ging Gon
Let me bang on them buns like I'm Diddy Kong
Yeah turn this track up this my theme song
Blast this shit from your phone like a ring tone
The whole mother fucking world is my kingdom
Got me banging on my chest like I'm King Kong

Animal 
I got her slurping my seed like its danimals 
Chopping up rappers like they were all cantaloupes 
Sick of the bullshit so I keep the antidote 
Look at my wrist that shit go flick 
Diamonds be fresh like Sierra Mist
Styling on em my shit so crisp 
Hating on me got they titties in a twist 
Black and white bitch like husky hmm 
Lick on my bone like lunch meat hmm
Get back nigga dont touch hmm
Go hard in this bih like rugby hmm
Vampires I'm Buffy hmm 
Up late to get lucky hmm 
Well tune they rusty hmm 
He stoopid ? He must be 
Got no time cause yo watch dont tick 
Young god blow and Juke that fix 
Running through the tundra with the arctic drip
Look at our wrists that shit go flick

Hey gang Rupert Pinckney in the cut
I got some Bacardi in my stummy
I'm feeling rummy
And Im here to tell you something about corona virus
F*ck corona 
F*ck rona 
Imma still be out in the streets
Drunk as f*ck 
Nicking up a storm
And you know what? 
If I catch you outside instead of staying indoors
You're gonna get shot by a white boy in a Nintendo 64 button down
How does that make you feel? 
That's gotta be a fucking blow to your ego you shit head
F*ck you
F*ck you and your demo tape bitch
F*ck!

Young God Blow that's a name they can't handle
The king of the jungle and I'm busting like I'm Rambo 
I got some lieutenants and a couple of commandos
You got no chance it's a rap like Chano
On your favorite channel
And to be frank I'm bringing waves like channels
Big face goggles no five panels 
But I'm still rocking vans with the flannels
Sneaky niggas plotting on me like Randle
Forget I'm a fucking savage like Vandal
I laugh in they face
Cuz I know they mad
Take your bitch with some open toe sandals
To be honest
I don't give a f*ck
Bitches in the back
Doing butt stuff
Got some purebreds
Got a couple mutts
And they all go loco on my coconut

Fried rice
Fried rice
Fried rice
Aye
Fried rice
Fried rice
Fried rice
Aye
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Aye aye

Fried rice
Fried rice
Fried rice
Aye
Fried rice
Fried rice
Fried rice
Aye
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Whippin' up
Aye aye

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Written by: Jeremiah Morris, Joseph Guzman

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