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yrn lingo & takeoff - all time high كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
coke boi

[verse 1: yrn lingo]
get to the bag and i go
i get done f_ckin’ ya b_tch and i go
roll up a blunt full of that runtz, feelin’ like i poured a four
i told her panties gotta go
she want me to take it slow
she like how the money rain on the floor
she lighten up like some twinkle toes

[chorus: yrn lingo]
most of these n_ggas goin’ out sad
man, this sh_t is sad
you really can’t do nothin’ but chase a bag
d_ckridin’ at an all_time high
gotta watch your back, they’ll take your spot
keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot (hot, yeah)
keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot (keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot)

[verse 2: yrn lingo]
snitchin’_ass n_gga, you gon’ rot (snitchin’_ass n_gga, you gon’ rot)
can’t tell on my brother, i would not (can’t tell on my brother, i would not)
one of a kind, man, we so hot (one of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah)
can’t let these n_ggas break us up (yeah)
they just mad we in the bentley truck
f_ck around and get stumped i’m upholdin’ your ass, playin’ around with us
draw my gun if i see you movin’ too fast, no need to rush
six hour flight, wake me when the plane finna land, no catchin’ bust
got your b_tch up on her knees and i’m finna bust
saint laurent muddy bust
bustin’ out my d_mn jeans, and it’s not enough
saint laurent jeans bustin’out my f_ckin’ what and i’m finna what? man, d_mn
[chorus: yrn lingo & takeoff]
most of these n_ggas goin’ out sad
man, this sh_t is sad
you really can’t do nothin’ but chase a bag
d_ckridin’ at an all_time high
gotta watch your back, they’ll take your spot
keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot (hot, yeah)
keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot (takeoff, woah, stop, woah)

[verse 3: takeoff]
or somebody finna get shot
‘fore i put the cheese on top
and then we come spinnin’ the block
remember them days after them days when n_ggas was runnin’ from cops?
now i get money, no minimum wage, i’m tryna dodge the paparazzi
wait, hold on
swervin’, i get my roll on
outside the river, cinderella white
and the new patek a snowcone
if this is a sport, we takin’ the torch
tell ’em good game then go home
and like a new ‘port, we bringin’ the smoke
but you wanna short along
ain’t givin’ my heart to none of you women, so i went and painted it chrome
i’m talkin’ ’bout the bag, i’m callin’ chris paul, so i cannot pick up the phone
she not tryna f_ck, then she out of luck, the bag she had is gone
ain’t tryna be disrespectful, baby, she just had a nasty tone
he poppin’ them all like he feelin’ unstoppable, told him to change the tone
if it’s somethin’ ’bout my brother, it can be right, or it can be dead wrong
n_ggas d_ckridin’ at an all_time high, y’all n_ggas dead wrong
fourth of july, how i’m poppin’ that fire, you can be dead and gone
[chorus: yrn lingo]
most of these n_ggas goin’ out sad
man, this sh_t is sad
you really can’t do nothin’ but chase a bag
d_ckridin’ at an all_time high
gotta watch your back, they’ll take your spot
keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot (hot, yeah)
keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot (keep the iron on me ’cause it get hot)

- yrn lingo takeoff

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