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[Intro] Yugi boy [Chorus: Yeat] You can say that I've been in my bag Don't know how to act, act So I’m pouring act, act Find out where he at, at (Skrrr) You can say you special ah, ah I have double bread, ah Can’t get out of my, my, head Just popped ten milligrams, yeah First he sold his soul, demons, ho, yeah yeah yeah He ain't have a full reason, why you doin’ like that? Tryna tell you all the story but I’on guess you like that (You don´t like it) And your favorite rapper cappin’, yeah this just like that [Verse 1: Yung Bans] Yeah, ayy It ain’t no mistake, it ain’t no mistake Last year I was broke, now I’m eating steak Young nigga getting money, now I’m gainin’ weight (Gainin’) Fuck a nigga up, shawty got a milkshake Got hеr throwin´that ass, huh She like, "I’m throwin!", uh yeah YB throwin´ cash, uh Young nigga blowin´thе bag, uh I blew a bag today, huh I had a grab the Wraith, huh I had to clean up the safe, huh Walkin’ around with the K Lil’ nigga try, make it spray, lil’ nigga try, make it spray Fuck her, I nut on her brace, fuck her, I nut on her brace Bustin’ a nut on her face, got the ho’ licking it off She talkin’ to much, huh, yeah, lil bitch makin’ me soft [Chorus: Yeat] You can say that I've been in my bag Don't know how to act, act So I’m pouring act, act Find out where he at, at You can say you special ah, ah I have double bread, ah Can’t get out of my, my, head Just popped ten milligrams, yeah First he sold his soul, demons, ho, yeah yeah yeah He ain't have a full reason, why you doin’ like that? Tryna tell you all the story but I’on guess you like that And your favorite rapper cappin’, yeah this just like that [Verse 2: Yeat] Bitin´ on my swag like a barracuda (Brr-rr) Yeah, want these cheese, want these racks, on my fuckin’ gouda (Ho) You so broke, yeah I’m boutta, buy you a fuckin’ tutor (Facts) You say that you fly, but you bout´fly as a bird-scooter (Err) [Bridge: Yeat] Criss-cross all the swag and tie it up, up, in a knot But the only thing they (?) all the bullshit on the block No I cannot belive this is not butter, the way that I slid, yeah And I’m going so godly, can’t believe it’s not Buddha (Yeah) Yeah, when I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’ to lose I was sippin’ on goo, got me going insane Yeah, all of this music that been coming in, yeah soundin´ like ass to me, it sound the same No, I do not give a fuck if I’m relevant, evil like resident, I will not change Told em’ that I’m really boutta’ go elevate, yeah like the president, hop on the plane [Chorus: Yeat] You can say that I've been in my bag Don't know how to act, act So I’m pouring act, act Find out where he at, at (Skrrr) You can say you special ah, ah I have double bread, ah Can’t get out of my, my, head Just popped ten milligrams, yeah First he sold his soul, demons, ho, yeah yeah yeah He ain't have a full reason, why you doin’ like that? Tryna tell you all the story but I’on guess you like that (You don´t like it) And your favorite rapper cappin’, yeah this just like that