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yung mal - around the world كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(ride this b_tch up, hulk, on gang)
look

[chorus]
i never asked a n_gga to post my sh_t (never)
’round the whole world, they know my sh_t (on god)
did it off of love, you don’t owe me sh_t (off love)
stopped doin’ drugs and my life got lit (stopped drugs)
thirty_five bands when i lift my wrist
got racks stacked up, man, this sh_t don’t fit (sh_t)
took a lot of l’s, why the f_ck would i quit?
murder got beat, why the f_ck would i snitch? (shh)
flew up north with a down south b_tch (phew, phew)
i’m way in new york, but i got that bl!ck (fah)
went for my chain, then his ass got hit (boom)
mall ain’t have sh_t, but the boy got rich (got rich)
fans runnin’ up, gotta stop, take a pic’ (boy)
my neck full of gold, sh_t look like p_ss (gold)
house full of hoes, all of ’em on g6
camera roll, n_gga, and i’m good from that 1 to the 6 (let’s go)

[verse]
might pull up with big booty west side b_tch (ooh, ooh)
facе card good, yeah, i check out, b_tch (b_tch)
know a n_gga got rich on the hit, onе l!ck (one l!ck)
check on his head, get his ass done quick (bye)
my whole gang, n_ggas gettin’ money like mitch (money)
chopper hit his ass, make him hear a high pitch
had a good day, spent two k for the kick
iceburg got it hot like a bakery, b_tch (iceburg)
i know these f_ck n_ggas hate on me (f_ck n_ggas)
got these chains on my neck like it’s slavery (slavery)
i’m the hardest, you cannot debate on me (never)
from the block, i got rich off of melodies (on god)
duffel bag and it’s filled with your salary (cash)
custom drip, i ain’t rockin’ no gallery (no)
switch hit him in his ass, lost calories (frrt)
i’m the boss, b_tch, talk to my faculty (b_tch)
leave the show and these b_tches run after me (let’s go)
penthouse, i don’t sleep in no double tree (nah)
got these racks in my pockets, they huggin’ me (racks)
got me swervin’, the b_tch started suckin’ me (skrrt)
take my swag, but it never can double me (never)
won a championship, poppin’ bubbly (poppin’)
ain’t none of these n_ggas did nothin’ for me (never)
on god (on god)
[chorus]
i never asked a n_gga to post my sh_t (never)
’round the whole world, they know my sh_t (on god)
did it off of love, you don’t owe me sh_t (off love)
stopped doin’ drugs and my life got lit (stopped drugs)
thirty_five bands when i lift my wrist
got racks stacked up, man, this sh_t don’t fit (sh_t)
took a lot of l’s, why the f_ck would i quit?
murder got beat, why the f_ck would i snitch? (shh)
flew up north with a down south b_tch (phew, phew)
i’m way in new york, but i got that bl!ck (fah)
went for my chain, then his ass got hit (boom)
mall ain’t have sh_t, but the boy got rich (got rich)
fans runnin’ up, gotta stop, take a pic’ (boy)
my neck full of gold, sh_t look like p_ss (gold)
house full of hoes, all of ’em on g6 (yeah)
camera roll, n_gga, and i’m good from that 1 to the 6

[outro]
yeah, i’m good from that 1 to the 6, n_gga
from your hood to my hood, n_gga, don’t matter where i’m at, i’m good, n_gga
f_ck you doin’, n_gga? stopped doin’ drugs and my life got lit, the f_ck?
the f_ck i look like chasin’ a b_tch?
haha, iceburg, b_tch

- yung mal

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