Gemstone Bullets Poppin Out The Tech

(álbum: Moon Stones - 2016)

(You rocking with DJ YoungKash)
Aye, yuh, aye, Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh

I'm dressed in white, look like a Xanax, but don't sleep on me
Designer boy, expensive brands, ain't nothing cheap on me
You choosing on that bitch, she choosing on me
Ion't fuck with these bitches, I just fuck these bitches
Check out my wrist, it's like you looking at the moon glisten
Glisten, she wanna fuck, I ain't even finish a sentence
Damn, riding through your city and the windows is tinted
Smoking loud, break down the kush, it's like I'm revving the engine
I dropped one bands in my pants
I don't care if you know who I am
I want the guap, I want the guap, I want the guap
I want the guap
It's cold outside, Burberry scarf wrapped around my neck
Pink Versace shades on my face, tattoos on my neck
I just fucked a bitch, I think she was friends with my ex
Gemstone bullets and they popping out the Tec
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Yeah, gemstone bullets and they popping out the Tec