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Young Shiners

 

Young Shiners

(albüm: I Still Dont Feel Nun - 2020)


Niggas need assistance from a walker just to get up
Young shiner, body full of diamonds

Million-dollar nigga, it's just waiting to get picked up (It's just waiting for me to get it)
Riding through the island with Minaj to get my dick sucked
I can't say I had a ten year run without no hiccups (Nah)
But I still got more money than the nigga you call big bruh (More money than your big bruh)
Niggas still talking even after they get hit up (They still runnin')
Niggas need assistance from a walker just to get up (Niggas can' t run)
Give a couple hundred to a thot to give the crib up (Yeah)
Choppa hit his back and have him balled up like a sit-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She put both hands on it and pull like a chin-up (Yeah)
I can't even lie, bruh, I miss her (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never rode a scat, we brought cats through the trenches (We bought cats out)
Niggas finished once, they post a throwback picture
If you touch down in my city, I hit all the bad bitches (I hit all the bad bitches)
Ask doggy, we gone dog 'em if she keep on acting smarter (Yeah, yeah)
If she honest, baby, open up and swallow
It wasn't no abortions, I had twenty baby mamas (I had twenty baby mamas, yeah)
I ain't change my car or nothing when them niggas shot me (I ain't change shit)
Internet gangsters acting like they can't find me

I'm a young shiner, body full of diamonds
Kill a nigga really, fuck killing 'em with kindness (Kill this nigga really)
Everybody going broke and blame it on the virus (Broke ass niggas)
Like before it hit that you wasn't living with yo' mama (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bag in, pass it to my mans, John Stockton (Pass it to my man)
I cut all the broke, hating niggas off my roster (I cut 'em off)
I cut all the fine, basic bitches off my roster (Yeah, I cut 'em off)
Niggas ain't gang, they could never stand beside us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Niggas suckas if we being a hunnid
We all know who run it (We all know who run it)
We all know who got they section jumping
Pass the youngins onions (We all know who got it jumpin')
We all know who never stood for nothing
Ain't in they hood or nothing (Never stood for nothin')
Know I mean it when I tell 'em, "Fuck 'em"
Put him in the budget (Fuck these niggas)
When I met you I had twenty something
All ugly money
I ain't never seent you niggas up a dub, on my mama (Never had a dub)
I went and got what's mines, niggas dying all summer (Dying all summer)
If I break it down, I make sixty-five hunnid (I make sixty-five hunnid)
It's four hundred a onion and a hunnid dollar quarters (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fat boy store forever open from night time to the morning (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I literally drove through every single border with a forest
Niggas had me thinking getting money wasn't normal
I was knocking bo's before my classes in the morning (Yeah)
Young trapper flying first class, I'm important (Yeah, I'm important)
Old school Chevys and drop-top Porsches (Drop-top Porsches)
You couldn't walk a mile in these white low Forces

I'm a young shiner, body full of diamonds
Kill a nigga really, fuck killing 'em with kindness (Kill this nigga really)
Everybody going broke and blame it on the virus (Broke ass niggas)
Like before it hit that you wasn't living with yo' mama (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bag in, pass it to my mans, John Stockton (Pass it to my man)
I cut all the broke, hating niggas off my roster (I cut 'em off)
I cut all the fine, basic bitches off my roster (Yeah, I cut 'em off)
Niggas ain't gang, they could never stand beside us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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