Lyrics:
she wanna break her back
Take out insurance like I wanna claim on that
Make a boy spend on that
I been sipping on yack
Air force ones when I'm blowing
too the yack
This shit getting crazy they'll shoot for a rack
My shooters attack all you hear is Click Clack
My lil nigga Zay he be strapped with the K
the building, we spilling yack on the floor, so put ya hands to ceiling
We in the this to make a killing, really more than a Milli, so money becomes irrelevant,
With the movement
Remaining fluid
You niggas staying truant
Now I’m stumbling back
Off the Pliny’s Imma yack
In the cul-de-sac with my ninja
Homie wit
off the yack nigga
Put your dead homey up in my seat
Open up the door and throw his ass out on the concrete
See you can't fuck with a killer though
You
the yack maybe take a sip
She wanna order that maybe take a trip
I gotta slide baby yeah I hate to dip
But you could catch me on the flip maybe get this
I'd like to say fuck you
All of you whoever only treats me only from of their over patriotic freaks
I don't care what you preach
Yack all you like
I'm Woozie on that yack 'cause I sip it every day
Henny Paradis, 38, and Louie Tres
YOLO, Don't give a Fuh
Sippin Cognac from a red cup
Cup get low
Blazin endo stems sippin yack and straight Hen
Gettin twisted out of shape like a pretzel Comin wit more cross
over appeal
that Van Exel and I hope to God
suckers get brushed off like plaque
All they do is yack and still I never heard one word
Only auto tuned slurs on the verge of unheard
This is how we kick
hate, that's how Y'all Gonna act
You claim that you don't care, then why you keeping track
Man fuck them HittaZ, Joseph, pass the yack
Used to try to walk
been gifted
They dont like me so a yung nigga shifted
I be high up in the sky i be lifted
Good yack got a yung nigga twisted
i be controllin
em leakin wit da laser
Im sippin dat yack like a maafuckin player
Yung nigga juggin im boutta go major
Rizzy the rocket be shocking like tazers
sipping on this yack
And its feeling like its morphine
International
I'm taking her on tour b
The plugs got the grub
And I'm ready for the call G
My ex ting
smooth Mike
I’m too nice, 4, 5, 6 when i shoot dice
When i’m sipping yack i don’t use ice
I’m getting loose but also i’m spitting true life
Gotta drop gems
get too excited then
I think I’m way too damn high for dis
I think it’s safe in the projects
But there is no sign of it
On my 2nd cup of yack and I must
Fetty
Heard the "Red Grin Grumble", acting like you get it
You know I yack before the show, like it's mom's spaghetti
Jack is still the never-snow, like
brain is at
So can you bring it back, like wippin cane to crack
Or maintain the yack while I lane change the lack
Didn't have any friends ever since I
spenders
Party and drink like Prince wit us
Keep pouring yack I'm never finished
Turn it up, don't calm down
Burn it up, tear the club down
Swerve it up,
gon' yack, yeah
And that's facts (And that's facts, and that's facts)
I did it again
Think I made another hit, yeah
I'm finna pull up
Finna pull up with
to yo heart and soul
Known to put a mini mack in a nap sack and get off the yack and kill a CEO
Then you can see me smoke circles out yo neighborhood
With
dranking yack
No ice up in that
I'm getting straight to the point
I want the finer things
Give me the car from Venus
Give me the cure to demons
Help secure
the yack off
Kicked off a load like I jacked off
I'll prove I can spit like I backwashed
(Wanna see an ass talk)
Check the president when he back talks, ha
the devil in me
You see, we're picking up the slack
Your demeanour lacks all integrity
Like cracks in a femur; but I have the remedy
You yack on in fever
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