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rubberband og - "yea yea" ft. yfn lucci كلمات أغنية

hook (rubberband og)
you get money, yo trap do numbers?
you bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
gotta make sure you got some solid n_ggas wit you
them h_es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
you f_cking h_es now, designer clothes now
you got shooters ready to wipe a n_gga nose now
you can’t f_ck that check up you gotta save some
buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones

verse 1 (rubberband og)
lil n_gga done took off (took off)
think about all the haters you shook off (shook off)
think about all the n_ggas they ain’t look out
now look how we balling, we in the playoffs
car with no roof now, bentley coupe now
them h_es ain’t wanna f_ck, you f_cking em by the two now
you made yourself a boss, so you ain’t got sh_t to prove now
them youngins on the front line, ready to shoot now
i been tweaking i been geeking off them percocets
got pulled over by the law, hope they don’t search this b_tch
ain’t got time to lay up with her, i’m tryna work the b_tch
make her hit the road, pick up them loads
lil n_gga solid you know he won’t bend or fold
he bout his paper he ain’t chasing after h_es
he went to cali found a plug on them bows
how to get some money, sh_t, that’s all that n_gga know
hook (rubberband og)
you get money, yo trap do numbers?
you bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
gotta make sure you got some solid n_ggas wit you
them h_es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
you f_cking h_es now, designer clothes now
you got shooters ready to wipe a n_gga nose now
you can’t f_ck that check up you gotta save some
buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones

verse 2 (yfn lucci)
aye buy them pounds, break em down with your day one
lil bro got hit at a couple times, he still ain’t shake nothin
take nun, i can get em hit up for like 800, boss man
i can send them wherever that they want it and i’m not playing
big dog, i do what i want, they do what they can
i put vvs and baguette’s on both my hands, aye rose gold white and
yellow
i go every color they can, aye rose gold white and yellow
fly n_gga toucan sam, this sh_t on my wrist cost a ticket
his b_tch on my d_ck that’s a thick b_tch
all this ice in my mouth i think i got frost bit
i can’t, i can’t leave the house without my stick (yea)
i can’t put these racks off in my jeans, that sh_t won’t fit
if i don’t buy that birkin for my b_tch gone have a fit
i can’t do no verse if you ain’t talking more than a brick
i’m gone cop that verse and ima pop my pop pop my lil sh_t

- rubberband og

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