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yvngxchris

YVNGXRETRO3X

 

YVNGXRETRO3X


[Intro:]
(Hey Fin, how long have I been out?)

[yvngxchris:]
Bitch, I'm never lacking, that Glock on the couch
Yvngxchris finna blow up, bitch, no doubt
I'm not cuffing this bitch, I'ma hit, then I'm out
Ayy, Chris never kissed nobody
"But what about that bitch?" Nigga, that bitch don't count
That bitch ain't had no lips
She ain't kissed my lips, she kissed this tip
Got ten K last week, bitch, I flipped
That Christian Dior on my drip
That bitch is the whore in the VIP
That nigga be poor than a bitch
Ay, who on the beat? That's my nigga FINLINCE!
I just got the drip, do not step on the Christian's
And all of the bitches tryna fuck on Christian
These bitches is tight, but the mo'fuckers fit in
Bitch, I've been a real nigga since the beginning
Goddamn, my nigga bro, yvngxchris spitting
This off of the dome and nigga, it ain't written
I'm strong as a bitch, nigga, I be lifting
This bum ass nigga texting on my phone, said "yvngxchris, can I get a fucking feature?
And also, yvngxchris, can you teach me how to rap?" What the fuck I look like, a teacher?
I ride with the Griffin, I'm not talking Peter
Yvngxchris on top, nigga, follow the leader
And I don't give a damn, I'm not talking beaver
You cuffing that hoe? Man, that bitch is a thot
"What the fuck, you should've said skeezer" Oh shit, my bad
And yvngxchris on top, I got these niggas mad
You smoking on Reggie, I'm smoking on thrax
I just got a bust down, that shit was glass
"I just dropped a new mixtape," that shit was ass
"Yvngxchris, can I fuck?" I'ma have to pass
Got a brand new SRT
Nah, fuck that, I got a Hellcat and I'm finna crash

[Tae Retro:]
Ahem
Wait, hold on, Tae Retro

My flow is God-tier, but it's lowkey
Just play me to wherever the hoes be
Niggas only on computers, Adobe
Whipping niggas, but my name is not Toby
He think he hard, crack his shell like a Yoshi
Wait, hold on, Retro, boy, you going crazy
TBH, I don't care if you rate me
This song a bop, man, I feel like DaBaby
Hey, nah, for real Chris, we just made a hit bro
Throwing punches on the beat like I'm clinched though
They trilling me, but I'm not in the mince bro
I been snapping, but you ain't even hip though
Your rap career needs a GoFundMe
You probably laughing, but I swear it's not funny
The flow crashing on the beat, you a dummy
She high off Tae, man, I swear she a junkie

[Lazy3x:]
Yeah (Ten)
Walk with a Glock, bitch, I'm finna shoot
Bitch, I'm in the pop, boy, I'ma just shoot
The stick on my diamonds, the price, and they dancing like Haiti
I'm fucking that bitch and that bitch wanna date me
I'm dogging that bitch like bitch got rabies
Woo, pull up and boom
Pull up, I'm clapping like magic, go poof
I'm like, "Craig, get the guap"
'Cause this bitch want the top
I know that that bitch is a thot
Like fuck what you thought
I left in the tel', we not talking 'bout guap
F&N and Rugers gon' take off your top
In your dreams just like Krueger, I'm fucking the thot
And that bitch she a goober, I'm getting the Glock
And her nigga a loser, she all on my chop
And I feel like a star 'cause she know I'ma rock
I got stars on my car, but shit, know I go hard
He get popped like a bar if that boy finna talk
I'ma slide with a SCAR, leave an eye on his chock
Hey Lazy
Uh, I'm finna switch it up
Famous like Dex 'cause he chase, I'ma pick 'em up
She giving me neck 'cause I'm up and I'm rich as fuck
I got private my jets, sipping Tech, so I'm high as fuck
And if that nigga test, get a TEC, I'ma light him up
I'm not shooting contest, if I'm open, it's wet as fuck
Going out sad
I gotta pass for them, these niggas mad as fuck
And I'm breaking her back, so then that nigga mad at us
He get smoked like an atom, so now he don't matter bruh
Bitch, I'm in the trap, doing numbers like calculus
I'm fucking thots, spin his Glock like a bat or some'
Put a beam on the Glock, it's gon' help with the battle scene
In Miami with heat, got his beam look from Anakin
He don't want smoke, nigga, we matching up
Pull up in the Ghost, got this pole like a javelin
Bitch, I got the stick in the field like a Terrafin
And I'm shooting like Beal, man these niggas embarrassing

Glocky

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