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yg - kolors lyrics

[intro: yg]
uh_oh
(diego)

[verse 1: mozzy]
i just poured a eight of dope
to celebrate the trip he took, he let that kata blow
i’m ’bout whatever with my dogs, whichever way it go
we bulletproof the suv, just tryna make it home (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
they takin’ photos with they poles instead of savin’ souls
they show me work when my big brother had to take control
the streets is mine, don’t let ’em lie that you, don’t play the role
about the last n_gga that— (yeah), say no more
if n_ggas know me, then they know your n_gga known for crammin’
we slap b_ttons on the glizzy, got him speakin’ spanish
call it documented funk when n_ggas instagrammin’ (yeah)
bump into me out in traffic, see who’s really handin’
let’s see who really blammin’

[chorus: yg]
red rag flaggin’_ass n_gga (red raggin’)
big bag ratchet_ass n_gga (big bag)
bad b_tch havin’_ass n_gga (bad, bad)
to the bank, laughin’_ass n_gga (yeah, that)
red rag flaggin’_ass n_gga (red raggin’)
big bag ratchet_ass n_gga (big bag)
bad b_tch havin’_ass n_gga (bad, bad)
to the bank, laughin’_ass n_gga (yeah, that)
[verse 2: yg]
to the bank i f_ckin’ go, she a ho, i love her, though
to the face, i’m chuckin’ fours, big bs on the road
caught him slippin’, took his soul, oh well, f_ck him though
what the f_ck was up with blood? thought he was a untouchable
400 h_ll gang, yeah, we in the flesh
roomy cms, but we don’t take no disrespect
dislocate a n_gga jaw if he diss the set
i just hit the b_tch raw, ooh, her sh_t was wet
red rag flaggin’, thirty_four savage
all my n_ggas havin’, we ain’t carryin’ no baggage
yg so ratchet, you know we keep a ratchet
bulletproof the caddy, ’cause n_gga, we ain’t never lackin’

[chorus: yg & ackrite]
red rag flaggin’_ass n_gga (ayy, 400, red raggin’)
big bag ratchet_ass n_gga (yeah, baggin’)
bad b_tch havin’_ass n_gga (bad, bad)
to the bank, laughin’_ass n_gga (yeah, that)
red rag flaggin’_ass n_gga (red raggin’)
big bag ratchet_ass n_gga (big bag)
bad b_tch havin’_ass n_gga (bad, bad, you know what’s happenin’)
to the bank, laughin’_ass n_gga (yeah, that)

[verse 3: ackrite]
uh, i’m at the bank tryna hit the teller, uh_huh
i got a shank and a black beretta, ooh_ooh
inglewood, b_tch, we do it better, uh
two point five with the corals on saint ella
my voicemail jail calls from them grave diggers
two times for the hood, we only raise k!llers
no morals, no respect, who made n_ggas? (who?)
suu whoopin’ with a check, which gang member? uh_uh
they can’t f_ck with me, i promise (i promise)
ayy, b_tch, i’m v.i.p., i’m proper (i’m proper)
if i f_ck with you, you should be honest (should know)
dolo gang, we gon’ spin ’til we nauseous, n_gga (uh)
[chorus: yg]
red rag flaggin’_ass n_gga (red raggin’)
big bag ratchet_ass n_gga (big bag, woo)
bad b_tch havin’_ass n_gga (bad, bad)
to the bank, laughin’_ass n_gga (yeah, that)
red rag flaggin’_ass n_gga (red raggin’)
big bag ratchet_ass n_gga (big bag)
bad b_tch havin’_ass n_gga (bad, bad)
to the bank, laughin’_ass n_gga (yeah, that)

- yg lyrics

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