YNSP

[Intro: Vic Mensa]

Yeah (yeah)

Yung Netscape

Save Mula baby!

Owwwwww!!

Uh-huh

Y-N-S-P

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Innanet!

[Chorus: Vic Mensa]

Yung Net Save Peso

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[Bridge: Eliza Doolittle]

So why do you wanna know?

I'm not that puppy dog jumping for bones

How high will you go?

The makers are making it, there'll be no faking it

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]

Oooooh, lemme talk my shit

16 when they tried to give me 35 hundred

Now them labels back on my dick

Yap yap woop-woop

How's life these days?

Gotta say man shits legit

Generally a rowdy roller rolling ayatollah

Tell me that ain't blowing up quick

Shit for the birds, let 'em sleep with the fish

First off, tell 'em Vic back

To bury the bullshit niggas be signing

To be honest yo I told No I.D. that shit wack

Wasn't even trying to be arrogant

Bearing comparison to us

I mean it's kinda just fact

Who could make the globe shift with a flow switch when I wrote this

I was on a plane feelin' like David Blaine

I blow 'em out the water when they try to put me in a box

Box with God when I throw fists

High society Haile Selassi out with a full clip

Basquiat with a pen

Hand paint the benz in the bodyshop

Kamikaze top blown back you a throwback

God knows we the new shit

You know the name you know the gang

I know they saying we up next

But fuck that I'm right now

Yung Net!

[Chorus: Vic Mensa]

Yung Net Save Peso

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[Bridge: Eliza Doolittle]

So why do you wanna know?

I'm not that puppy dog jumping for bones

How high will you go?

The makers are making it, there'll be no faking it

[Verse 2]

Ain't shit change but everythang

Wonder how I stay afloat

When the pressure on my name could probably make a levee sink

Sing another song

See beauty in the pain

Paint a picture, put ya picture in a magazine

Lost a few niggas, red tattoo for my blues

True back when I was 17 I couldn't wait to be king

Close my eyes in my sleep

Hear my dreams sound so loud

Every show sold out

So to happens it happened

Poof!

Magic, jumping like Mike I'm Johnson meets Jackson

Yap yap (woop woop)

Hitting 6 corners in a drop top, that's a hexagon

Someone told me I've been 'posed to blow

I'm cutting you from the rope, if I'm next in line

Be careful how you react (be cool)

They actually after you happily capture you cappin' your beef

Put a bullet in your back

Killers stay awake when the streets go to sleep

TV's in the seat couldn't show you where you at

Pitch black, nightmare

Kill 'em right there

Write like Richard Pryor to rap

Toussaint to slave was supplying the sack

[Chorus: Vic Mensa]

Yung Net Save Peso

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[Outro]

Dan: Yooo, Vic, whattup man? Yo, I'm just making sure, yo are you sleeping?

Vic: Huh, yeah... Shit, I dunno

Dan: What? Vic, the flight leaves at 7:30 man

Leavin' [?] at the LAX

Vic: 20 to the 0, shawty got that ass though. What's up?

Dan: Dude, get up! You need to get to the airport now, man

Vic: Alright I'm up, I gotchu, I'm up. I'm up.  I'm finna just, just like lay back down for a second and shit, but I'm up though

Dan: Go, cause you're late, don't be late man. I need you to get on that plane. 7:30 leaving O'Hare going to LAX