yayu - tough
[verse 1 : yayu]
f_cked up whip with a party of five and it’s smoking all loud, it was hard to be quiet
wannabe stars got charts to align with
they treat it like marcus cuz all this sh_ts dying
lex with the metal got baldies inside him
i’m jeff in your home with a talking appliance
probably send all of your dawgs to the highest
get stuffed in a cone that i’ll stop ’em from biting (uh)
no joke, put a stand up guy in a sleeper
i don’t wanna talk speed, die with a reaper
and i’m always on edge, still solid, i don’t t__ter
b_tch said : “i don’t wanna f_ck no rapper” that’s cool, i don’t wanna f_ck you neither
you ain’t gotta pull up, we don’t got a link if you really wanna die by a godd_mn feature, p_ssy
[chorus : yayu]
huh, tsk
he only tough with a glock
he only tough with a glock
he only tough with a glock
act like it’s up when it’s not (uh)
where in the f_ck he get off? (uh)
cause he only tough with a glock (uh)
he only tough with a glock, b_tch
[verse 2 : mir blackwell]
he only tough with a glock till that f_cker don’t pop, i’m burstin’ his bubble (pop)
??? as soon as i see her i get in her warts and i turn her to rubble (let’s go)
and we be f_ckin’ a lot, never trusting the thot, never turn in to cuddle (no)
n_gga they muggins easy when we paint the selfie, we still get some trouble (let’s get it)
n_ggas on this block making movies
shot with a beam, we can hear it with a bluray (buh bah bah)
n_ggas turned up on a tuesday
??? let it fly like a blue jay (hey n_gga)
or they gettin’ hit like twoface
bullets gonna fly of the top like a toupee
got a new ??? with a new ray
no whip n_ggas, bust down like blueface (he’s broke)
you already know how my crew get
don’t hand me up for a ??? bag (i need my cash)
cool whip color like cool whip
and you know i need me a madonna in the back of it (i need my ass)
that mean i asked out, told me to go ate
when i smash i’m dk clappin’ it (give me that sh_t)
try me before anything else (huh?) so i had to cut her short like an acronym (okay)
the life that i live sweet, key twin glocks in my crack, i’m floyd in the hotel (in the hotel)
beefin’ with the gang, it won’t go well
little n_gga keep a big stick call ’em noel (baowh)
make an impact when he throw sh_lls
put that boy to the next world, i said “oh well” (oh well)
the day i fall over will be a cold h_ll
i’ll keep a glock for the day that my flow spell
[chorus : mir blackwell]
he only tough with a glock
yeah, he only tough with a glock
he only tough with a glock
act like it’s up, but it’s not
where in the f_ck he get off?
cause he only tough with a glock
he only tough with a glock
[verse 3 : yayu]
yeah f_ck it, i give him a reason to move
b_tch i ain’t tryna get even with you
i just don’t vibe with the sh_t that he do
handy man, he won’t be speaking with tools
leave ’em damaged, ain’t just leaving a bruise
awkward silence got me readin’ the room
off of violence if we seein’ him soon
yeah, ride with some sh_t that’s gonna open a case cause i keep the light out like i’m closin’ the drapes
nickin’ his breath if he’s smokin’ a vape
put iron on x, i know he ain’t safe
swing off the waist, got bolognese
if it ain’t ’bout pesos, know i’m blowin’ glaze
he hit my phone cause he wanted a taste
best in my circle, it’s not for debate
think i’m the best yet to the deathbed
fl!ck off the excess, smokin’ on chest press
attune to the man in my head, i ain’t met yet
opp in the area, see me on a fetch quest
put me in the mix, get checks, no stock, i’m a success, keeping them invested
in the home of the pigs and the methheads, tryna lie low and it’s easy on the west end
i’m a fortunate guy, this sh_t is mine for the takin’
i was too poor to survive, ain’t gotta force me to grind
i know there’s more to this life
i did a whole lot of bakin’, need a proportionate slice
pushin’ these mortals aside, like
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