No Hook (Freestyle)
It's Y double C and we dragging
Keep your guard up cuz we catching you lacking
If you a bitch trynna cop then we taxing
Only know green nothing else I be fasting
Lor wes I just came in the game
Only want money don't care bout the fame
Didn't pay attention when I ain't have a thing
But now that I'm up wanna fuck cuz my name
Niggas be bitches you niggas be hating
Don't say what you living why you perpetrating
I don't spend my money so that mean I save it
I'm serving you niggas just like a waitress
Rap shit turning boys into men
I swear Elijah done did it again
My niggas they coming they spinning the Ben
I only speak hundreds them blue Benjamin's
Me and my niggas be coming
Don't wanna get famous but my name be buzzing
Coming out cuts and you know we be clutching
Them bullets be running you better start ducking
You niggas be foxing
I peep you niggas I know y'all be watching
On a mission I call it paper plotting
I'm getting money no it ain't no stopping
You want the beef nigga we can get it popping
You niggas bitches
I call lil Tayda he don't leave a witness
I hang round real niggas I don't fuck with snitches
Ima dragger yeah you know I be bippin
You bitches be lame
Tryna kill me bust a cap in your brain
I fucked on your side and I fucked on your main
All these demons drive a nigga insane
Might cop a watch so that it's matching my chain
Stick to the code
You niggas rat and you niggas a fold
Pass me the ratchet I'm gon let it blow
It's Y double C and we stay on go mode bitch
(Yeah man you already know how the fuck we rocking shorty
It's Y double C in this bitch I ain't playing with you dumb ass niggas no more man
I'm dropping bangers on you niggas all 2018 and for the rest of my muh fuckin life pussy
Fuck wit a nigga man
You already know what it is
Y double C that's the mother fuckin gang bitch)
You thought it was over
Y double C we Armstrong like some soldiers
Jacking these niggas I don't gotta motive
It's like imma car and this money my motor
Focused on paper
Niggas keep talking ain't worried bout haters
From Baltimore from the home of the ravens
Young cheddar chaser so that's what I'm chasing
Focused on music ain't time for no hatin
Feeling like delly I'm dragging again
Feeling like skola cuz we spinning Benz
I'm focused on paper ain't worried bout friends
Twenty's and fifties and blue Benjamin's
(Yeah man you already know what the fuck it is)
Keep your guard up cuz we catching you lacking
If you a bitch trynna cop then we taxing
Only know green nothing else I be fasting
Lor wes I just came in the game
Only want money don't care bout the fame
Didn't pay attention when I ain't have a thing
But now that I'm up wanna fuck cuz my name
Niggas be bitches you niggas be hating
Don't say what you living why you perpetrating
I don't spend my money so that mean I save it
I'm serving you niggas just like a waitress
Rap shit turning boys into men
I swear Elijah done did it again
My niggas they coming they spinning the Ben
I only speak hundreds them blue Benjamin's
Me and my niggas be coming
Don't wanna get famous but my name be buzzing
Coming out cuts and you know we be clutching
Them bullets be running you better start ducking
You niggas be foxing
I peep you niggas I know y'all be watching
On a mission I call it paper plotting
I'm getting money no it ain't no stopping
You want the beef nigga we can get it popping
You niggas bitches
I call lil Tayda he don't leave a witness
I hang round real niggas I don't fuck with snitches
Ima dragger yeah you know I be bippin
You bitches be lame
Tryna kill me bust a cap in your brain
I fucked on your side and I fucked on your main
All these demons drive a nigga insane
Might cop a watch so that it's matching my chain
Stick to the code
You niggas rat and you niggas a fold
Pass me the ratchet I'm gon let it blow
It's Y double C and we stay on go mode bitch
(Yeah man you already know how the fuck we rocking shorty
It's Y double C in this bitch I ain't playing with you dumb ass niggas no more man
I'm dropping bangers on you niggas all 2018 and for the rest of my muh fuckin life pussy
Fuck wit a nigga man
You already know what it is
Y double C that's the mother fuckin gang bitch)
You thought it was over
Y double C we Armstrong like some soldiers
Jacking these niggas I don't gotta motive
It's like imma car and this money my motor
Focused on paper
Niggas keep talking ain't worried bout haters
From Baltimore from the home of the ravens
Young cheddar chaser so that's what I'm chasing
Focused on music ain't time for no hatin
Feeling like delly I'm dragging again
Feeling like skola cuz we spinning Benz
I'm focused on paper ain't worried bout friends
Twenty's and fifties and blue Benjamin's
(Yeah man you already know what the fuck it is)
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Abraham
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