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Yung Stakks - Servin текст песни

Исполнитель: Yung Stakks

альбом: In My Own Lane 2


50 rounds, bust it down
Emkay
What we doing (Huh)
Taking them pounds, still bussin 'em down
Servin' the city (Servin)
50 rounds on me now, streets get tricky (Blrrd)
3, 4 bands up on a fit just to get jiggy (Cash)
Like who want smoke, my shorty clutching keep the blicky (Blicky)
Who want smoke, pull up on ya get you sitchy (Sitchy)
Man down, another opp dropped tryna kick it (Bow)
.223's hit his top knock off his fitted
Got the hood hot cause my lil shorty steady spinning
Mack
I'm like who want smoke (Smoke)
My trigger finger itching get him
I'm like who back door (Who)
Gone get killed up in that kitchen
Boy the shit I shoot (Bow bow)
You gone need more then some stitches (Un Hum)
Man my shorties young (Young)
They under age them bitches vicious
I got two or three niggas with me that's a hunnid shots
Don't be coming for me (Don't)
I got 32 in this mag, one in the head when I'm in the jeep (Skrt)
Please don't approach me like ima lil rapper
Cause I'm not one when I'm in the streets (I'm not)
Bitch I got mo' chicken than Whales
I ain't never shaking the d
Bitch I got mo' bricks than Mary, Tyrek ain't fucking with me
Give me a scoop and move me a ton man that's all they ready to see
Call my plug like what's up man I'm always ready for D
I was in the lab with a corona mask before COVID hit the streets (Bitch)
Taking them pounds, still bussin 'em down
Servin' the city (Servin)
50 rounds on me now, streets get tricky (Blrrd)
3, 4 bands up on a fit just to get jiggy (Cash)
Like who want smoke, my shorty clutching keep the blicky (Blicky)
Who want smoke, pull up on ya get you sitchy (Sitchy)
Man down, another opp dropped tryna kick it (Bow)
.223's hit his top knock off his fitted
Got the hood hot cause my lil shorty steady spinning
It's a homicide (Yeah)
Lil ku pop out then he on business
These diamonds certified (Yeah)
Spent 20 racks up on a pendant (Ice)
Them boys don't come outside
I'm serving P's all by the Wendys (Trap)
12 get back me, hit the way gotta get up with me (Skrt)
I hate a stupid bitch, dumb hoe always tripping
I'm pass hood rich that's why these niggas in they feelings (Yeah)
Dopeboy turn a sitting duck to a track star (Blrrrd)
Get you packed boy, them niggas pussy they just act hard (Pussy boy)
And the way these VVS's hitting it attract her
If I fuck round pop this yerky, ima beat her back up
I heard they put hot shit on yo mans
You still aint wack none (Damn)
I was blowing Zkittles to the brain
Counting racks up
Taking them pounds, still bussin 'em down
Servin' the city (Servin)
50 rounds on me now, streets get tricky (Blrrd)
3, 4 bands up on a fit just to get jiggy (Cash)
Like who want smoke, my shorty clutching keep the blicky (Blicky)
Who want smoke, pull up on ya get you sitchy (Sitchy)
Man down, another opp dropped tryna kick it (Bow)
.223's hit his top knock off his fitted
Got the hood hot cause my lil shorty steady spinning

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