Letra de And You
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Yeah yeah
Young ass kid with great ass credit
Even my DJ said it, torture me to a insane menace
Young ass kid with great ass credit
Even my DJ said it, torture me to a insane menace
Ocean view, we ain't jealous
Life is a beach, that beach ain't Venice
Pull up with a racket like Wii Play Tennis
My bitch look like Elaine Benes
Dirty mouth, I don't groom, wife's a bitch, I don't groom
Foreign bitch, Heidi Klum, scoop the bitch, I'm the spoon
Bitch the witch, I'm the broom, death a bitch, I'm the tomb
Good afternoon, how ya doin'? Oh
I'm okay man, I can't complain
It ain't my shit if it don't bang
Look my forehead got the "V" vein
That "V" stand for "Very Deranged"
I get a zombie but ya need brain
I get her kidneys where my kids hang
I get a big dream and a big name
I get your bitch key on my keychain
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hop in the game and break the fence, mayday (Mayday)
I'm in this game to make some ends, pay-pay (Pay-pay)
I'm in this game to make some friends, hey-hey (J-K)
I'ma kill you and you and you
You and you and you and you and you
You, you, you, and you, and you, and you, and you
Who?
Who?
Him
Shot, shot (Ah!)
Duck, duck (Down!)
Make a nigga run like goose
Pull up in the backstreet, pull out that heat
Straight "Ricky!" Boyz N Da Hood
Red beam and I speed off
Balancin' the rap and trap and so she's soft
Give a nigga asthma attack, he can't breathe, y'all
You don't really understand, you need ESAW
With feet off, I still run the rap game for the new niggas
My career feel like the new Jigga
Your career feel like the new Tigga
Can anybody tell me who bigger? Who figure?
I don't really fuck with industry friends
If you really know what's up most niggas pretend
Everybody want beef, everybody's reachin'
When you ready for the smoke, everybody's ePen
Everybody's sleepin' on the kingpin
Make a nigga really seep in when I creep in
Booked every fuckin' weekend 'til the week ends
You keep tryna pretend you don't see him
'Til I blow up, ISIS, middle-eastern
Boom!
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hop in the game and break the fence, mayday (Mayday)
I'm in this game to make some ends, pay-pay (Pay-pay)
I'm in this game to make some friends, hey-hey (J-K)
I'mma kill you and you and you
You and you and you and you and you
You, you, you, and you, and you, and you, and you
Not what I want, but I feel like I planned it
I am the iceberg in the Titanic
I sink ships, bitch, better than this do
You and you and you and you
No rap crew, let's keep it organic
No fast food, bitch, keep it organic
Come on my tour bus, see an assortment
Fruits and host a killa, too
You and you, hers and his
Told my bitch I don't chase no bitch
Yeah, fuck I chase a bitch for?
Now I ain't got the patience
The countin' got my wrist sore
Been flippin' through big faces
Them Benjamins, they packed in
They claustrophobic (Get 'em)
Buy seed dope and Token hold consignment
Comin' off the corner like a blown assignment
Blowin' chronic, bitch I saw you shinin'
Settin' fires with the phony diamonds
Made me laugh 'til I hold my side
Your jeweler drive a Uber on the side
You niggas sus, you won't come outside
With some of mine outside, NY, let's get it
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hop in the game and break the fence, mayday (Mayday)
I'm in this game to make some ends, pay-pay (Pay-pay)
I'm in this game to make some friends, hey-hey (J-K)
I'mma kill you and you and you
You and you and you and you and you
You, you, you, and you, and you, and you, and you
Tell my fans I'm a genius (Genius)
Tell my girlfriend I'm leaving (Goodbye)
My bitch ask me for the truth, I told her the truth is I got secrets
Coming home like I'm all smelling like money and hoes
Oh no my mama no believe it
Hotel room got to much space, I could fit all my demons
All my demons, all my habits, all my homies
How y'all feeling?
Feeling in charge
Get in my car
My bitch ask, "Got a Michelin star?"
I don't sleep, I don't set alarms
When I speak it's a seminar
If I set the bar, then I set the bar
I could buy yourself forth of my debit card
God damn
Life is a beach, that beach ain't Venice
Pull up with a racket like Wii Play Tennis
My bitch look like Elaine Benes
Dirty mouth, I don't groom, wife's a bitch, I don't groom
Foreign bitch, Heidi Klum, scoop the bitch, I'm the spoon
Bitch the witch, I'm the broom, death a bitch, I'm the tomb
Good afternoon, how ya doin'? Oh
I'm okay man, I can't complain
It ain't my shit if it don't bang
Look my forehead got the "V" vein
That "V" stand for "Very Deranged"
I get a zombie but ya need brain
I get her kidneys where my kids hang
I get a big dream and a big name
I get your bitch key on my keychain
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hop in the game and break the fence, mayday (Mayday)
I'm in this game to make some ends, pay-pay (Pay-pay)
I'm in this game to make some friends, hey-hey (J-K)
I'ma kill you and you and you
You and you and you and you and you
You, you, you, and you, and you, and you, and you
Who?
Who?
Him
Shot, shot (Ah!)
Duck, duck (Down!)
Make a nigga run like goose
Pull up in the backstreet, pull out that heat
Straight "Ricky!" Boyz N Da Hood
Red beam and I speed off
Balancin' the rap and trap and so she's soft
Give a nigga asthma attack, he can't breathe, y'all
You don't really understand, you need ESAW
With feet off, I still run the rap game for the new niggas
My career feel like the new Jigga
Your career feel like the new Tigga
Can anybody tell me who bigger? Who figure?
I don't really fuck with industry friends
If you really know what's up most niggas pretend
Everybody want beef, everybody's reachin'
When you ready for the smoke, everybody's ePen
Everybody's sleepin' on the kingpin
Make a nigga really seep in when I creep in
Booked every fuckin' weekend 'til the week ends
You keep tryna pretend you don't see him
'Til I blow up, ISIS, middle-eastern
Boom!
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hop in the game and break the fence, mayday (Mayday)
I'm in this game to make some ends, pay-pay (Pay-pay)
I'm in this game to make some friends, hey-hey (J-K)
I'mma kill you and you and you
You and you and you and you and you
You, you, you, and you, and you, and you, and you
Not what I want, but I feel like I planned it
I am the iceberg in the Titanic
I sink ships, bitch, better than this do
You and you and you and you
No rap crew, let's keep it organic
No fast food, bitch, keep it organic
Come on my tour bus, see an assortment
Fruits and host a killa, too
You and you, hers and his
Told my bitch I don't chase no bitch
Yeah, fuck I chase a bitch for?
Now I ain't got the patience
The countin' got my wrist sore
Been flippin' through big faces
Them Benjamins, they packed in
They claustrophobic (Get 'em)
Buy seed dope and Token hold consignment
Comin' off the corner like a blown assignment
Blowin' chronic, bitch I saw you shinin'
Settin' fires with the phony diamonds
Made me laugh 'til I hold my side
Your jeweler drive a Uber on the side
You niggas sus, you won't come outside
With some of mine outside, NY, let's get it
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hop in the game and break the fence, mayday (Mayday)
I'm in this game to make some ends, pay-pay (Pay-pay)
I'm in this game to make some friends, hey-hey (J-K)
I'mma kill you and you and you
You and you and you and you and you
You, you, you, and you, and you, and you, and you
Tell my fans I'm a genius (Genius)
Tell my girlfriend I'm leaving (Goodbye)
My bitch ask me for the truth, I told her the truth is I got secrets
Coming home like I'm all smelling like money and hoes
Oh no my mama no believe it
Hotel room got to much space, I could fit all my demons
All my demons, all my habits, all my homies
How y'all feeling?
Feeling in charge
Get in my car
My bitch ask, "Got a Michelin star?"
I don't sleep, I don't set alarms
When I speak it's a seminar
If I set the bar, then I set the bar
I could buy yourself forth of my debit card
God damn
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