YARD

Wanna know about madness
Plenty fish in the sea, I ain't never had catfish
Last chick was a actress
Shot a flick with a friend, left the script in the mattress
My city been known for badness
Go Jurassic like raptors, more paper than chapters
My jeweler could be a Baptist
And these diamonds ain't dancing, they just walking backwards

I run with the squad and protect mi ah yard
Even good girls know afa tek mi fa bad
I'm dropping the roof and keeping the stars
Talladega nights it be the speed in the cars
After leaving ya flat, I'm teefin' ya broad
She came with the kitty, she gon' leave with the dogs
If you don't want smoke, best leave with the fog
Faya fi dat, you gon' sleep with the smog

Now I'm in the cut bloody shoes looking saucy
Dark skin king with this light skin shawty
Couple fire birds and some Betty Boops
Ain't no white rum in this Bacardi party
Up in here with this yardi shawty
Nice and naughty, my kind of squally
Heard your ex man was salty
For that Titanic body, I'm crashing the party
Wanna know about madness
Too many stacks in the elastic, it kept on snapping
Call me Mr. Fantastic
Or the deep stroke captain, the vibe still matching
Treat the wap with passion
Louis belt match the bag and the bag ain't for fashion
Treat the wap with passion
Louis belt match the bag and the bag ain't for fashion

I run with the squad and protect mi ah yard
Even good girls know afa tek mi fa bad
I'm dropping the roof and keeping the stars
Talladega nights it be the speed in the cars
After leaving ya flat, I'm teefin' ya broad
She came with the kitty, she gon' leave with the dogs
If you don't want smoke, best leave with the fog
Faya fi dat, you gon' sleep with the smog



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Writer(s): Trenten Hendricks
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