YBN

(album: #YBN - 2017)

Damn son
Where'd you find this?
Trapaholics
Real trap city

We got glizzies with them laser pennies
Tuck it in our jeans, while they gleam
You know that's the mob, you know that's the team
Think I'm funny, well I ain't no dummy, why you looking bummy
Pass the tooly, aim it at the spleen
Watch the others scream
YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team
Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team
YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team
Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team

YBN, yeah, we getting money, no we not no dummies
Got the .40, I'ma up it quick, if you looking funny
I got rastas, rolling off the cruddy, rolling off the monkeys
If I blow and I miss the shot, man you really lucky (really lucky)
I'm in Luckland with a couple niggas and they pulling triggers
In the deep, with a couple hittas, coming out to get you
I'm in deep hoe, with the dirty clip, dumping at your whip
On no even, with a fifty stick, you no they with the shits
I'm in chicken, yeah I got it on me, shoot you and your homie
I don't need no fucking friend, I shoot you by my lonely (yeah)
If the police come, then you know I'm going out like Tony (nigga)
But if I get away, I take your money and your Rollie (nigga)
A nigga want that static, I'ma push that shit back
Got Diablo in the back, and yeah, he ready with that rack
Make one false move and my niggas gon' clap (niggas gon' clap)
Tied your body up, put you in the sewers with the rats (the rats)

We got glizzies with them laser pennies
Tuck it in our jeans, while they gleam
You know that's the mob, you know that's the team
Think I'm funny, well I ain't no dummy, why you looking bummy
Pass the tooly, aim it at the spleen
Watch the others scream
YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team
Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team
YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team
Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team

Nigga
This is a certified hood classic