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YN Jay

Smoove Dude

 

Smoove Dude

(专辑: Watch This - 2020)


[YN Jay:]
(Oooh, Sav killed it)
I don't even know what I'm finna say right now
Hmmm, hey
Okay
Hey, yeah, alright
Okay, okay, I'm feeling this one
Alright
Okay, yeah

Damn, I'm a smoove dude
Bitch looking for me, she can't find me, need Blue's Clues
I'ma fuck you good, then I'ma leave, I gotta shoot moves
Okay, alright
Bitch tried to play me, I was broke, now I got some money
I ain't picked up my phone in days, they say I'm acting funny
Got a goal in 27 days, I'm tryna stack 100
You the type that's mugging in the club, probably mad for nothing

[YSR Gramz:]
Shit, this lil money something, I never had nothing
I just made 87 hundred just last Sunday
This nigga pockets really fucked up, he got sad money
They got you out here doing petty crimes, you a crash dummy
You can't really trust these niggas, cause they have 100
Where I come from, every gun hold 30 something
You don't even own you a car, and you 30 something
Glock 27 with a 30, got him hurdle jumping

[Louie Ray:]
Yeah, okay, you mad for nothing
Got a beater on under my shirt, but the tag 100
80 for the eighthy by itself, but the bag 100
I be hiting every bitch raw, got them mad for nothing
He took your chain, and your? You got a Mac for nothing
Money on me now, let me flex, I'm cracking something
If I can get this surgery done right, I'll pack her stomach
Nigga see our shit going up, say we had it coming

[YN Jay:]
Damn
Always stressing 'bout some petty shit, boy you mad for nothing
Hoodie on, 40 in my sleeve through my jacket bussing
When I come through, they step back, like Shaq was coming
Break the glass, I'ma throw the oop, like Shaq was dunking
You do not got no fiends, your trap not jumping
I can't send you my location, if you not fucking

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