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yung mal - exotic lyrics

[intro]
(pyrex whippa)

[chorus: yung mal]
poppin’ this sh_t, got it hot, yeah, i’m poppin’
my pockets, they full of that broccoli
they pay me guala to stand on they couches
you know i can’t go, they ain’t send no deposit
brother still slangin’ that dope
and my young n_ggas ridin’ with the stick, tryna catch them a body
put up racks every day, yeah, that’s my hobby (racks)
racks, they heavy, boy, i need a dolly (sh_t heavy)
stick to the code, never tell on n0body
call me big p_ssy, my wrist need a potty (big p_ssy)
fire his ass up, know we smokin’ on oppys
almost fell in love ’cause her toppy be sloppy (ugh)
rockin’ two chains and i got on versace
got two seats, so i ride with the chopper (strap)
own all kinds of narcotics (hah)
too high, smokin’ nothin’ but exotic

[verse 1: yung mal]
i can’t go in if i can’t get the glock in (no)
still stuck with the gang ’cause that’s how i’m rockin’ (gang)
n_gga got k!lled, i heard they left him hot like a pocket (hot)
too many hundred dollar bills, what the f_ck i’ma do with a wallet?
don’t got no id (nah), drive the wraith with no f_ckin’ license
big rocks, put a hole in my ear like tyson
came out the hole, we ain’t have nothin’ but b_tter and rice (yeah)
now when thet get a verse, it come with prices
no, i’m not a ref, but i got me some stripeys
ran out of percs, now we poppin’ vikes
some n_ggas went left when i got it righteous (f_ck)
talk to my son and he be gettin’ excited (hah)
my dog got no bond and he indicted (d_mn)
we got the trap hot just like the wire
somebody get water, b_tch, i’m on fire (yeah)
and i’m a boss, need a job, you get hired
f_ck these n_ggas, put f’s on my tire (f_ck ’em)
let up the wings, no miles on this tesla (ooh)
she got some mouth, so i let gang test her (ugh)
i keep a pocket full of that cheddar (racks)
hotter than kettle
[chorus: yung mal]
poppin’ this sh_t, got it hot, yeah, i’m poppin’
my pockets, they full of that broccoli
they pay me guala to stand on they couches
you know i can’t go, they ain’t send no deposit
brother still slangin’ that dope
and my young n_ggas ridin’ with the stick, tryna catch them a body
put up racks every day, yeah, that’s my hobby (racks)
racks, they heavy, boy, i need a dolly (sh_t heavy)
stick to the code, never tell on n0body
call me big p_ssy, my wrist need a potty (big p_ssy)
fire his ass up, know we smokin’ on oppys
almost fell in love ’cause her toppy be sloppy (ugh)
rockin’ two chains and i got on versace
got two seats, so i ride with the chopper (strap)
own all kinds of narcotics (hah)
too high, smokin’ nothin’ but exotic

[verse 2: lil quill]
1017 too hot, bae, your ass so fat, i can’t pass
drop the top double_r, 2015 your dash (drop the top)
push the gas to the floor, give a f_ck if i crash
i got so many racks, why the f_ck is you mad?
vvs diamonds glass
push_start the whip, it crank up and go fast (go fast)
hashtag, you tryna beef on the ‘gram (h_ll nah)
check, let’s parachute when i land (check that)
check that, we gon’ pull up and spray ’em (check that)
got too many racks in these amiri pants (too many racks)
poppin’ sh_t with yung mal, the family (poppin’)
godd_mn leaf, it got too many grams in it (on god)
flooded the watch and the rope and the pendant, i’m gettin’ it (flooded)
used to be broke, came up scr_pin’ up pennies (scr_pe ’em up)
not trippin’, big scales in the kitchen
i’m whippin’, got pyrex with me (let’s do it)
[chorus: yung mal]
poppin’ this sh_t, got it hot, yeah, i’m poppin’
my pockets, they full of that broccoli
they pay me guala to stand on they couches
you know i can’t go, they ain’t send no deposit
brother still slangin’ that dope
and my young n_ggas ridin’ with the stick, tryna catch them a body
put up racks every day, yeah, that’s my hobby (racks)
racks, they heavy, boy, i need a dolly (sh_t heavy)
stick to the code, never tell on n0body
call me big p_ssy, my wrist need a potty (big p_ssy)
fire his ass up, know we smokin’ on oppys
almost fell in love ’cause her toppy be sloppy (ugh)
rockin’ two chains and i got on versace
got two seats, so i ride with the chopper (strap)
own all kinds of narcotics (hah)
too high, smokin’ nothin’ but exotic

- yung mal lyrics

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