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Yung Mal

Hectic

 

Hectic

(album: 1.5 Way Or No Way - 2021)


[Yung Mal:]
(DMC, you global now, nigga)
Yeah, 2x, we global, nigga
Real Taker with me, nigga
Come on

Shit getting really hectic
Feds on my trail, had to change my setting
Where I come from, it's hard I barely got in (Hard)
When nobody home, that's when we go in (Go in)
My dog, he right or he wrong, I ride 'til the end
Bankroll full of hundreds, them twenties blend in (Racks)
I talk to God every day 'cause I know I been sinning (Been sinnin')
I beat the odds, I play my cards, now I'm winning
Niggas gon' talk, but I handle my business
So many miles I walk, now I ride in a Bentley
Shoot at your throat like I'm Dirk Nowitzki
Slept on the floor, now I'm penthouse living (Yeah)
Ho get on the dick and she popping a wheelie (Ride)
Them bands coming in every day, ol' silly-ass nigga
Heard he a rat, then I can't deal with him

I'm a fuck nigga killer, I stick to that skrilla
Run through the 6 and I'm big like Godzilla
Every time I look up, niggas talking to pillow
I ran them bands up, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout no nigga
Hands down, nigga, I'm a stand-up nigga
Your mans down, you know we sent him a missile
Count up that cash 'til my hands get blisters
Say he want smoke 'cause I'm fucking his sister
Fuck her, then cut her so quick, scissor
Nigga went broke, now he sick, bitter
12 on my motherfucking dick, they tripping
I might just double my cup, niggas still be sipping
Get off your ass, get it
Bags touch down, get 'em gone in a minute
You know I got Benjis, stick got fifty
Ain't shit changed, got Real Taker with me

Shit getting really hectic
Feds on my trail, had to change my setting
Where I come from, it's hard I barely got in (Hard)
When nobody home, that's when we go in (Go in)
My dog, he right or he wrong, I ride 'til the end
Bankroll full of hundreds, them twenties blend in (Racks)
I talk to God every day 'cause I know I been sinning (Been sinnin')
I beat the odds, I play my cards, now I'm winning
Niggas gon' talk, but I handle my business
So many miles I walk, now I ride in a Bentley
Shoot at your throat like I'm Dirk Nowitzki
Slept on the floor, now I'm penthouse living (Yeah)
Ho get on the dick and she popping a wheelie (Ride)
Them bands coming in every day, ol' silly-ass nigga
Heard he a rat, then I can't deal with him

[Real Taker:]
Hole in my heart and I don't got no feelings
Load this shit up, I just smoked me a nigga
Don't do no chilling, young niggas handle that business
Shoot out the ceiling
Heard he sneak dissing, now he missing
He caught a case, now he snitching
Thought he was solid, niggas be folding like wallets
I know the opps be watching
My young niggas, they be sliding (Slide)
Pick him off for a short deposit
Cross him out, niggas know how I'm rocking
Niggas hating 'cause they know that we popping
Lil' nigga with a big ol' gun
Say you thugging, boy, I do that for fun
Eat your face like some motherfucking steak
Know this nigga, I can see that you shake (Pussy)
I be ducked off, they don't know where I stay (I be ducked off)

[Yung Mal:]
Shit getting really hectic
Feds on my trail, had to change my setting
Where I come from, it's hard I barely got in (Hard)
When nobody home, that's when we go in (Go in)
My dog, he right or he wrong, I ride 'til the end
Bankroll full of hundreds, them twenties blend in (Racks)
I talk to God every day 'cause I know I been sinning (Been sinnin')
I beat the odds, I play my cards, now I'm winning
Niggas gon' talk, but I handle my business
So many miles I walk, now I ride in a Bentley
Shoot at your throat like I'm Dirk Nowitzki
Slept on the floor, now I'm penthouse living (Yeah)
Ho get on the dick and she popping a wheelie (Ride)
Them bands coming in every day, ol' silly-ass nigga
Heard he a rat, then I can't deal with him (Pussy)

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