yvngxchris - irs lyrics
[part i]
[verse 1]
go to sleep and forget it, wake up and regret it
lifestyle fast, where the f_ck am i headed?
got me thinking that i’m finna die any second
can’t walk outside, a n_gga just might get me
look both sides of my shoulders and i stay ready
yvngxworld on my shoulders and the weight heavy
paranoid, go to sleep, mad ’cause you ain’t text me
pop my sh_t, “i’m not him” what you can’t tell me
zaza pack, i can’t tap if it ain’t smelly
the irs, they want half ’cause i make money
seventeen, that’s just saying something
what you mean get the bass stumpin’?
[part ii]
[verse 2]
yuh, yuh_yuh, bllt_bllt, yuh_yuh, bllt_bllt, yuh_yuh, bllt_bllt, yuh_yuh, bllt_bllt, yuh_yuh, blit_blit
we back insidе of this b_tch (we back)
she back it up like a truck (on god)
i crash insidе of a ditch (skrt)
i hit the dash, chrissy hit a run
you let the bad b_tches hit the blunt
no one got lipstick, on my runs
hollow_tip distict on my punch
b_tch, i’m equipped wit’ different guns
[?] your done
kick_flip, hit a trick, i stunt
[?] i know
get the drop, take a trip and i dump
h_ll no, west coast, these ho’s can’t hit me up
beat the pot with my elbow, i’m whippin’ up
i rock crocs in the shelter, i’m fly as f_ck
call up gang from the jail phone, i say “wassup”
d_plug, what it do? name breezo, what it do?
i go three ho’s coming through
c_ckin’ back, reload, let it boom
[?] to the moon
two years ago i was on a zoom
random six figures in my dirty room
now i’m f_cking b_tches up in cancun
now it ain’t a b_tch that i can’t do
[?] i can’t choose
steppin’ into rick’s, sh_t’s brand new
give her to the gang, get her ran through
i died inside the crowd like a pool
at night i’m outside with the wolf
[?] stop trying up in school
my wrist start flooding diamonds and jewels
yall n_gga’s not famous
i got fat pockets
that [?] wavy
my phone on dnd, you hit my up i’ma call later
we could talk later, middle finger my haters
she ride amg’s in my brain, she a mind race
you get yo’ get back today, i get mine later
[?] tiki, zaza inside my paper
pull up after the show i got time later
she runnin’ it, she bombin’ it
i’m lovin’ it, i’m bombin’ it
i’m [?] it, i’m lovin’ it
[?]
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