Crazy Story
Yung, it's Yung Pee on this beat muderfucker
You know how it goes
Yung pee on a mission
I'm on television kill the opposition up my blick
I'm hot when I speak, I ain't tweaking
Trigga finger itching, I'm gone slide, I'm heartless bitch
I'm gone kill the target and also kill the witness
You gone rate my meanness, this bitch a hoe
She on my business, she left me for a nigga
She taste like vanilla I'ma gone lick her
She In my car, said she's getting hot
What's the plot put her in the pot, 'cause she eats a lot
I'm like cool a nigga getting hard she wanna suck
I said let me focus
Bitch I'm driving I'm gon' do the piping
Once we make it to the crib
She like cool you make it fast, you know I like It fast
I said damn! you know a nigga faster like john caster
It's gon' be like magic, now we in the traffic red light on
I feel something's wrong
I look to my right there goes goffy nigga
He waving his blick, boy I grab my tech hit him in his throat
Gotta think quick 'cause the feds hot, and this gone make the news
Just like von I broke the rules
Because this bitch a witness, had to kill the witness, plus this bitch is useless
So I slide made it to my crib, everything went good
Turn on news, see my self on news, oh shit that bitch a snitch
I thought I killed that bitch, but she ain't dead
Had to hit up Genttu, you know he a Demon
Like hello bro I just made the news, cops trynna find me
He like shit! slide up to my crib, you know ain't creeping
Come along with some weeds, let's smoke some trees, I'm like Nigga sure!
I grab my ice wrist so cold, so I strolled made it to the airport
I took flight made it to the hood, saw my dude
Dude be looking clean, with his brand new whip
We rolled up some weeds, taking trips, not on ship
Still thinking bout that bitch, I missed I had to spin again
That bitch dirty, now it's my duty, forget about her beauty
When I see her, she's gone be so empty
Months later I saw her by the mall, she talking to a Nigga
I killed that that nigga first, then I hit her in her chin, bullets like pin
Of course she know I'll spin, she dead now, how she's gone snitch
Heard tires screeching, man this feds hot, looked to my right
Genttu with his whip then took me home!
Told him Look I killed that bitch, and a witness
'Bout to shoot the feds before you came, nigga those feds lame
Cops be hoes like I gat couple hoes I ain't no farmer tho
Then he took me home, told him look I killed that bitch and a witness
'Bout to shoot the feds before you came
Nigga those feds lame
Cops be hoes like I gat couple hoes I ain't no farmer tho
About to shoot the feds nigga
You know how it goes
I was 'bout to shoot the feds before Genttu came in
Ahha, yung pee
Oh shit that bitch a snitch, I thought I killed that bitch, but she ain't dead
Had to hit up Genttu, you know he a Demon
Like hello bro, I just made the news, cops trynna find me
He like shit! slide up to my crib, you know ain't creeping, come along with some weeds
Let's smoke some trees, I'm like Nigga sure
You know how it goes
Yung pee on a mission
I'm on television kill the opposition up my blick
I'm hot when I speak, I ain't tweaking
Trigga finger itching, I'm gone slide, I'm heartless bitch
I'm gone kill the target and also kill the witness
You gone rate my meanness, this bitch a hoe
She on my business, she left me for a nigga
She taste like vanilla I'ma gone lick her
She In my car, said she's getting hot
What's the plot put her in the pot, 'cause she eats a lot
I'm like cool a nigga getting hard she wanna suck
I said let me focus
Bitch I'm driving I'm gon' do the piping
Once we make it to the crib
She like cool you make it fast, you know I like It fast
I said damn! you know a nigga faster like john caster
It's gon' be like magic, now we in the traffic red light on
I feel something's wrong
I look to my right there goes goffy nigga
He waving his blick, boy I grab my tech hit him in his throat
Gotta think quick 'cause the feds hot, and this gone make the news
Just like von I broke the rules
Because this bitch a witness, had to kill the witness, plus this bitch is useless
So I slide made it to my crib, everything went good
Turn on news, see my self on news, oh shit that bitch a snitch
I thought I killed that bitch, but she ain't dead
Had to hit up Genttu, you know he a Demon
Like hello bro I just made the news, cops trynna find me
He like shit! slide up to my crib, you know ain't creeping
Come along with some weeds, let's smoke some trees, I'm like Nigga sure!
I grab my ice wrist so cold, so I strolled made it to the airport
I took flight made it to the hood, saw my dude
Dude be looking clean, with his brand new whip
We rolled up some weeds, taking trips, not on ship
Still thinking bout that bitch, I missed I had to spin again
That bitch dirty, now it's my duty, forget about her beauty
When I see her, she's gone be so empty
Months later I saw her by the mall, she talking to a Nigga
I killed that that nigga first, then I hit her in her chin, bullets like pin
Of course she know I'll spin, she dead now, how she's gone snitch
Heard tires screeching, man this feds hot, looked to my right
Genttu with his whip then took me home!
Told him Look I killed that bitch, and a witness
'Bout to shoot the feds before you came, nigga those feds lame
Cops be hoes like I gat couple hoes I ain't no farmer tho
Then he took me home, told him look I killed that bitch and a witness
'Bout to shoot the feds before you came
Nigga those feds lame
Cops be hoes like I gat couple hoes I ain't no farmer tho
About to shoot the feds nigga
You know how it goes
I was 'bout to shoot the feds before Genttu came in
Ahha, yung pee
Oh shit that bitch a snitch, I thought I killed that bitch, but she ain't dead
Had to hit up Genttu, you know he a Demon
Like hello bro, I just made the news, cops trynna find me
He like shit! slide up to my crib, you know ain't creeping, come along with some weeds
Let's smoke some trees, I'm like Nigga sure
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Writer(s): Pureheart Oghodero
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