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Young A.K

Young A.K is a contemporary musical artist known for their unique style and versatile sound. They have gained popularity for their catchy hooks, clever wordplay, and introspective lyrics. With a growing fanbase, Young A.K is making waves in the music industry with their unforgettable tracks. more »

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I took a trip down to Melrose
My n****** shoot shells they running in shell-toes
Living in hell-holes
They tell me to calm down I'm gon' rip it like Velcro
They wanna face off
Pull up in a black truck I'll be shooting his face off
Don't leave a trace dawg
I make it look easy
Man this shit is a cakewalk
Choppa' go straight to your Matta
Bodies be dancing doing the Bachata
They tryna' gang on my partners
So we pull up in a Jeep and a Honda
I'm dripping like I'm in Wakanda
Doing my dance I be stacking my commas
I came and I saw and I conquered
Blicky got range it's gon' shoot through your momma
(Mmm)
If i want it I get it I get it
We cut ties my n***** make edits
Money on his head that's where we're headed
TMNT with the shells get shredded
Pull out the Draco, fry 'em like panko, give 'em a halo (Brrr)
Pull up with semi's you know we deadly spin 'em like dreidels
We be lurkin' pull up swerving
Black suburbans we gon' murk 'em
Hide the body, clean up service
Silent shooters, no disturbance
Caught a body, they thought I was joking
On sight see an opp and I smoked him (Ay come here)
Tossed my gun, Tossed him in the ocean
No remorse and no emotions
Tinted the windows they blacked out
'Said I was broke now I'm whipping the racks out (Ay, ay, ay)
Lil' boy tryna' fight but he tapped out
Hanging with the drillers they spinnin' it back round (Bow, bow)
He want a feature got tax
Say you got money but you stuck in the trap
Lil' boy got hit in his chest
Smokin' on him yeah you know he a pack
Riding with the Blicky
Pull up shit get sticky (Ay, ay, ay)
Pull up gang stay with me
Shawty dining with me (Ay, ay,)
Never telling no cap
Young Ak only yelling them facts
Say they want war, that's cool we going war
Calling up Fam and he getting the Gat
I took a trip down to Melrose
My n****** shoot shells they running in shell-toes
Living in hell-holes
They tell me to calm down I'm gon' rip it like Velcro
They wanna face off
Pull up in a black truck I'll be shooting his face off
Don't leave a trace dawg
I make it look easy
Man this shit is a cakewalk

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