YBN Shit

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir] My mom tatted on my arm, 'cause she mean a lot I ain't never had no dad, never had no pops I was always on that block, clutching on that Glock Only way you leave the gang if it's in a box Hard nights, it was cold, we ain't have no heat And my bro passed away, I was sixteen Had to get off my ass and get off in 'em streets We ain't even have no water in that fucking sink But now I'm up and I'm a stay focused and get the paper Had to get my money up, rocking with the stainless Any nigga disrespect, brother he gon' spank him And I ain't playing with these niggas, leave a nigga dangerous Stitched lips, be quiеt, don't say shit (YBN) Stick together, that's how my little niggas madе it And I ain't fucking with no bitch if she basic She ain't fucking for the free, this a fee for this famed dick Fuck [Verse 2: YBN Almighty Jay] (Yeah, ooh) Whole lot of ice (Whole lot of ice) They know I'm flexed a lot (Flex) They know we havin' guap (Guap) Pull up and I drop the top A lot of bitches wanna fuck (Fuck) Back then they didn't wanna talk (Didn't wanna talk) Them bitches mad and broke (Broke) Huh, my bitch a boss (A boss) Huh, she get the guap (She get the guap) Yeah, she get the mula (She get the racks) Your bitch be wantin' too much, huh Can't see how you do her (Can't see how you do her) She wearin' Fashion Nova and think she poppin', huh (Huh) I took my bitch to go shoppin' (Bitch) We havin' racks so they keep watchin' (Watchin') Rolex watch, time no stoppin', yeah (Yeah) Ooh, run to the big, ain't no option, yeah, ooh (Damn) These niggas my sons, they up for adoption I want the green like Boston (Like Boston) He had a bag but he lost it (He lost it) Blue strips in my pocket like Charlotte (Uh) I'm whippin' my wrist like Harden, ooh (Bitch) (Outro) Got your Instagram crush in my DM (In my DM) J-John Cena, dumb bitch, you can't see him, ooh (Bitch!)