YKTFV (feat. Jwoo, Axden & J.A.D)

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East Coast Youngin'

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And this beef is hot
I got enemies hot as Nevada
I'm eating this pasta, beatin' this bitch named Marla
Up in the kitchen, i'm cookin' and mixin'
I'm doin' it dirty for giggles
I'm comin' for kicks, i be sprayin' this stick
While i'm sick
I'm up your bitch with all this dick, yeah
And i'm gone and zooted, ride by the block on a scooter
Up in the house eating oodles of noodles
You gay ass niggas some poodles
You is a kid drawing doodles
You was on google, learning gang signs
I be, 5-40, let that bang
Got that flag in my pocket, i let it hang 
Your bitch down in front of me, i made her sang
This dick game go insane
Outside with this shit at 6
Got hit at 7, baby bitch be lovin'
Hold up, own this fucking dick

Bitch, yeah, oh shit
Y'all finna switch the beat?
Lets go, we on some fuckin' sicko mode shit, yeah
Bitch, bitch, how we fucking coming
We finna f*ck the whole shit up
Lets go, ay

I'm off an addy, i'm off a perc
I just wanna f*ck, i don't wanna flirt
Snap of my fingers, she take off her shirt
F*ck for the night, then I'm snatchin' her purse
Port city baddie, i just wanna f*ck
City too crazy, so I keep it tucked
Live by the gun, die by the gun
Talk on my bro's the whole gang'll pull up
Say I'm crazy, say that I'm wildin'
Say she brand new, but I know she got mileage
Your friends they told you, "don't f*ck with an artist"
I tell you my slays that'll hit you the hardest
Brand new car that I bought just to flex
Finna pull up, i ain't diss over text
R$B i know that they got my back
All of my shooters aim above the neck
Come close and you better move cautious
Whole squad strapped, we ain't fuckin' with that nonsense
Hellhounds, and they known to be toxic
Finna break bone like a Travis Scott moshpit, yeah
You best stay in that closet
Where you belong, you ain't meant for these hardships
You ain't meant for this lifestyle
In the wrong crowd, this is how i live my life now

Yeah, ay, yeah
Ou, ou, ou, yeah damn
Gang gang, yeah

Ou, yeah
I got the gang
You ain't gon' do nothing, i know it's a fact
You ain't gunna bang
You don't got a gun
I'm throwin' these hands
I'm counting up hundreds and fifties and more
Cause i got these bands
I might be wild, though i never cap
I got too bored of producing these beat
So i started to rap
Stop the flow, where did he go?
Like seriously seriously
Where did he go, i can't find him

Hoe get the f*ck out my way 
I'm sorta insane
Spitting 16, 506 straight out my fucking lane 
Young kid just looking for fame 
Call me a cannibal 
Ate this white bitch like a cantaloupe 
Bust up on my balls
She spazzing on adderal 
She calling me at night cause she hurting from her bottom jaw 
Bitch don't call my phone cause you just wanna have a talk
Hennessy up in my dreams Cotten candy in my weed 
I'm so fucking turnt, imma kill this beat 
506 
Poppin' a bowl then f*ck your bitch
Poppin' a tab while I'm watching some raps
Takin a nap while you struggle with gnats 
And i'm counting 1 2 3 4 
Check my dough then meet a hoe 
Never gunna take her home 
Yeah that's how my crew goes 
Yeah, that's how my crew rolls 
Smoke a blunt where my flow at 
Check the mic then throw it back 
Just like I'm a Young Kodak 
Sippin' Double cup, prometh 
Trippin' balls seeing chairs 
That wanna throw hands
Seeing me up in the studio going ham
Bangin' on that white bitch 
I know that she just like it 
Im fucking on her best friend too 
It's like a double kill COD 2 
I'm done with my shitty rap 
I'm smoking on a fat new pack 
Backwoods on the beach stoned rap 
Peace out it's JAD 

Bitch

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