Yerrr

Want problems, want problems ay?
Got the juice with this marmalade
Accidents, we don't want mistakes
Hop on top and let's fornicate
Idolizing all type of cake
Want the pound for my powers sake
Bowing down, they know I'm the great
Bowing down, they know I'm the great
Ran it back for my ego bro
Step along, allow me to stroll
Off the bean, I don't mean pinto
Triple x is my scenic view
Mind us and you'll feel disturbed
Fuck with us, you put ya life in the dirt
Baby girl just drop low, put in work
Whole lotta, whole lotta (YERRR)

Push me, ay. you gon test the limits
Better come correct please or we gon' a send message
Man a whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section
Yeah whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section, lord
Push me, ay. you gon test the limits
Better come correct please or we gon' a send message
Man a whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section
Man whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section, lord

Them, gang. me or you?
Only one, better know the holy one in the run for cream and the loot
Land of the free and the home of the truth
Banded upon this plan, let alone every man for himself with a brand that he choose
Crew, we da goat of some golden few
Double third and that's all he knew
Something bout the fam keep me on my fucking deen
Something bout my enemies keep me on the fucking scene
Name up in they mouth, could've sworn I was they fucking teeth
But I don't feed the fire, less it's bullets in my fucking reach

Push me, ay. you gon test the limits
Better come correct please or we gon' a send message
Man a whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section
Yeah whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section, lord
Push me, ay. you gon test the limits
Better come correct please or we gon' a send message
Man a whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section
Yeah whole lotta (Yerrr) coming through from out my section, lord



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Writer(s): Joshua Brown
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