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yung al, otb fastlane, d flowers, deebaby & guapo - mannnn freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro: yung al]
(june, you’re a g_nius)
yeah

[verse 1: yung al]
i seen lane take a whole pint to the head like (pint to the head like)
that’s how it is when your bread right, n_ggas say f_ck a sprite (say f_ck a sprite)
back to back, the whole squad had ran the light (had ran the light)
hundred shots in this car, swear to god that’s some granny life (ooh)
i been poppin’ my sh_t, catch me kickin’ it (kickin’ it)
and if it ain’t ’bout money, tell me what the business is (what the business is)
i been thumbin’ through hundreds, the label ain’t give me sh_t (ain’t give me sh_t)
i been ran up my money from juggin’ on businesses (woah)
i been bendin’ these corners, been doin’ what i wanna (i been doin’ what i)
i know marijuana, i’m hot as a sauna (swear i’m hot as a)
i swear i got paper all through the corona (corona)
i blew a big bag on my son and my daughter (my son and my daughter)
but my baby mama still makin’ sh_t harder (makin’ it harder)
gotta know what you doin’ ‘fore you jump in that water (woah)
when she pull up, i make sure that she see the water (woah)

[verse 2: otb fastlane]
yeah, i’m straight out that north with two glizzys on me (ayy)
f_ck that lil’ boy, where your bigger homie? (ayy)
200k had, i’m still sittin’ on it (yeah)
ain’t touched a commode, but still sh_ttin’ on ’em (woo, ayy)
my n_ggas spinnin’ in paper plates (ayy)
beat that dope up like an 808 (ayy)
i pop a perc’ and i activate (skrrt)
rude n_gga, i’ll spit in your daddy face (uh)
f_ckin’ these hoes and i nut on they head (nut)
sippin’ that quagen, it taste like some red
these n_ggas rats and they feedin’ the feds
lil’ ho so thick, what you feedin’ your legs? (d_mn)
my opp can’t tell you ’bout me, ’cause he dead (shh)
he had a show, but didn’t come ’cause he scared
fifth street n_gga, i’m goin’ wherever (yeah)
i rock that club with bread on my head (uh)
[verse 3: d flowers]
young hot bro with some beautiful ice (beautiful, beautiful)
for me, this a beautiful night (for me)
gang put your face on a shirt, your own life
i done ran up a hundred bands workin’ them dices
i made your b_tch go and twerk on a night shift (naturally)
thirty clip hangin’ out the d_ck like a nightstick (nightstick)
i just bagged this lil’ b_tch and i ain’t have to wife her (woo)
told the b_tch i’m the sh_t and i don’t need no diaper
i need that brain like steve urkel, right
i poured a four and i’m pourin’ that purple sprite (pourin’ that purple sprite)
bad_ass b_tch tryna suck the d_ck at the red light (get nasty)
countin’ up, tryna get the bread right (gang)
you know naturally did, every night at the head
i’m real nasty on a freak like i’m buyin’ the light (who buyin’ me light?)
taxin’ these n_ggas like wesley snipes (wesley snipes)
i used to ride ’round the west on a bike, now i’m—

[verse 4: deebaby & guapo]
runnin’ through a check like mad (huh, huh)
twenty racks in all cash, i count that when i land (that when i land)
take a trip to come back to the h with them bands (h with them bands)
al done told me take pics, i show love to my fans (love to my fans)
i got p’s in my trunk go for less than a band (less than a band)
all our face covered up, the whole gang talibans (gang taliban)
not in texas, the drop on an opp and his mans (opp and his man)
i can still send a hit out the city, i’m sayin’ (out the city, i’m sayin’)
pop a percocet pill, then i get it on
four of drank, i don’t know how i’m gettin’ home
mama said, “mind your business and leave ’em ‘lone”
ice cream cake in this backwood i’m smokin’ on
vvss, my diamonds, they honeycomb
you could do what you want when your money long
when the pack touch the landing, we get it gone (yeah, yeah)
make it triple, i trap off the mobile phone (ayy)
[verse 5: guapo]
super straight, but you play, you gon’ lay, i get like marvin g_ye, tell a n_gga, “let’s get it on”
get the drop where he stay, might not catch him today, but this sh_t on my brain, i can’t let it go
in la full of drank, tryna shop for some p’s of the gas, turn the trap spot to texaco
and i make n_ggas go in they safe ’cause i’m first in this race, better watch who you flexin’ on
yeah, all these percs in my body, the only way that i stop poppin’ if i hit the county
and i swear i’m turnt up in my county, i’m flexin’ on all of them people that doubted me
and i’m full of rps, it’s the perkys for me, sippin’ quagen, my vision get cloudy
i’m with flowers and lane and deebaby, i swear it ain’t nothin’ but players surround me
yeah, hit the gas goin’ fast, srt, i might crash, you can keep the lil’ benzes and audis
and i’m still in the streets tryna crash for that bag, i’m just tryna get rich like i’m roddy
b_tch got that ass, got that body, i’m punchin’ her p_ssy, a young n_gga feel like i’m rocky
touch down in la, i’m straight shoppin’, come back, turkey bags, them b_tches, they filled with exotic
sell all these drugs for the profit, my bankroll too big, f_ck a wallet
b_tch, i’m the plug and the socket, aim the lil’ b_tch at your noggin, pocket rocket pop ’em
‘cept i rock these clothes, i just left houston closets, i hit the street, b_tch, i’m drippin’ like a faucet
lil jamo be scammin’, pullin’ out deposits, i beat up the block, i’m feelin’ like ben wallace

[outro]
(june, you’re a g_nius)

- yung al otb fastlane d flowers deebaby guapo

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