YFN In The Air

Uh, you know I’m living

Step still gone fuck the penitentiary

A whole lot of love niggas still envyin’

I’on give a fuck who feel offended

I say we only wanted cake, playin round you get ate

What’s a bear to a room full of apes?

I told momma it was straight, she put food on the plate

Stayed down told momma I’ma make it

I can feel it, I can feel it

Last year I ain’t have a penny, now I got plenty

I can feel it, I can feel it

A nigga play we gone make ’em feel it

I’m on a mission Tom Ford button down plus the coupe fitted

Nigga soakin’ up game, shootin’ shots with no aim, yeah I know you listening

Okay long live Nut nigga

And long as I’m living we gone hunt nigga, lunch nigga

Each and every one of yall niggas, I’ma bury every one of yall niggas

I wonder why the sun don’t shine like everyday

And every time a nigga die then we wanna pray

And every time a nigga up these bitches wanna lay

These bitches turn fake, these niggas turn fake

Can’t love her, yeah see me dawg

I’m the God and they all look like Ray Charles

Play with one boy then we all get involved

Baby calm down you know we all on that bus

Icky in the coupe bitch we all lit

You know zelly got the oil and the stick

We the wrong ones to fuck with, we done got up in they seat

I swear a couple years we ain’t have shit

I had dreams to be mad rich

You know I used to scheme now a nigga doing shows for 15

Living proof bitch I am it

Straight from the slums I’m from

I stood on that block till my palms was numb

I needed every dollar, so I sold every bomb

And I ain’t like to borrow so I went and took some

I always knew that I was wrong, it was the principle

I just couldn’t be broke it was the principle

I never really had dreams to be a principle

I only wanted rings and in my dreams foreign cars all I seen

And everything a nigga dreamed is what I meant to do

And I’m moving bout my team you know Trey and Boot KF too

You know Ju will shoot

Probably was bumpin’ the menaces

I be in the hood and the trenches, I be with the birdgang niggas

Long live Nut, that’s my nigga, Stan too,

Almilt too don’t nun move but the money you know what it do

If I forgot you I ain’t forget you fool

Mad love for my summerhill crew

YFN Missing You

I woke up this morning with you on my mind

She say she don’t miss me, I know that she lying

I can see straight through that girl like a window no blinds

All that fronting don’t get left behind

I said girl stop that frontin, let me get behind

I used to have that girl running, like she bout her miss her ride

Had her screamin like when she terrified

She got that water I’m talking purified, oohh

Do you remember those nights

We was fussin and fightin, then be fuckin all night

I know you remember those night

Can’t forget not a night, with me, alright

I put that pussy on me she love when I kiss ha

And its some boud them rings she got in ha nipples

I miss ha, I miss ha, I miss ha, I miss

I will always remember her like a riddle

Still think about the things I did to ha

I can’t wait to get off this tour

Imma fuck you on the bed then the floor

In the shower have you pinned to the wall, yeahh

I said answer me girl

Do you ever dream of me?

I need answers

She say she love the way that i kiss on her neck

Grab her hair and hit it from the back

Say girl don’t you love when we attach

And she know I don’t tolerate no disrespect

I say you better answer me girl

Imma need answers right now

I say you better answer me girl

Scrolling down my call log

They say aww I’m in love dawg

Who give a dam when they all call

Drop them panties like a sprint call

See they say hoes be ya downfall

I still get in they mouth like some dam halls

See they talkin bout us nigga dam yall

I got her ripping and running through these dam malls

See she can get anything he just gotta call

If anything she ain’t never telling me nawl

Three songs she ain’t even count me out yeahh

It was 3 some ain’t even pull out

She say she love the way that I kiss on her neck

Grab her hair and hit ha from the back

Say girl don’t you love when we attach

And she know ion tolerate no disrespect

I say you better answer me girl

Imma need answers right now

I say you better answer me girl, right now

I say answer me girl

Do you ever dream of me?

I need answers

Yeahh

YFN Thoughts To Myself

Yea Uh, feeling good living right

Yea eating good every single night

I’d rather die and go to hell than live a lie

I swear shit was fucked up had to get it right

Yeaaa you know we gone ball every minute

Got a bitch look like Nia Long call every minute

See ion really get along with too many

Gotta fetish for the cheese macaroni and the spinach

When BIG got killed I want stop til I kill em

Scrap got pop screaming free him till they free him

Alll these lil bitches in my DM

And you know we on the block from the AM to the PM

The money keep growing my kids getting bigger

Yeah they growing these rappers gettin old they corroded

When you fucked up you can’t show it yeaa

Thoughts to myself kike (thoughts to myself like) (yea)

If I put you in my will would you kill and not steal from me

All I ask is you be real and be here for me

All a nigga ask is for a chance bitch you will love me

Licking all on you ear girl till you give it to me if

If I say I want the fucking world betta give it to me

If anything motherfucker I ain’t neva worried yeah yea uh

Thoughts to myself like… if I put you in my will would you kill and not steal from me

Grandma told me everything shine ain’t good for me!

Everything shine ain’t good ain’t gold

Sick and tired of these rappers wearing fake gold

Sick and tired of these bitches actin like they know me

Sick and tired of these niggas actin like they know that

Every thing ain’t real I’m a expose it

I’m with a bitch who made more way more then me

Don’t take shit if you don’t wanna go to war with me

Don’t start with me you don’t wanna start with me

No Hey! Sitting Having thoughts every day

I said thoughts to myself everyday

Like I wonder What will the lord come and take me tonight

And if I have to go gotta make shit right

Gotta make sure we don’t have the same life

Gotta know I’m a have to make sacrifices and God know every single day is priceless

Thoughts to myself like (thoughts to myself like) (yea)

If I put you in my will would you kill and not steal from me

All I ask is you be real and be here for me

All a nigga ask is for a chance bitch you will love me

Licking all on you ear girl till you give it to me if

If I say I want the fucking world betta give it to me

If anything motherfucker I ain’t Neva worried yeah yea uh

Thoughts to myself like… if I put you in my will would you kill and not steal from me

Grandma told me everything shine ain’t good for me!

YFN Letter From Lucci

Eh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yea

Uh uhh

Told em they shouldn’t, less you want none

Wait for it, gotta want one

Tryna have

Everything yea yea

If anything I’m a grind

Somebody tell ’em that it’s my time

Somebody tell me why they hating on me

Somebody tell ’em stop hating on me yea

Somebody tell ’em that I’m not lying

Somebody tell em I will outshine

Anybody think they gone replace me

You know I am who they said I wouldn’t be

You know you gotta win, fight, conquer

I promise to go in, I wouldn’t lie to you honor

I promise to come in and destroy my opponent

I promise no man wants it as bad as I want it

Somebody go and tell ’em that I’m not lying

Somebody tell ’em I will outshine

Anybody think they gone replace me

You know I am who they say I wouldn’t be yea

Uh

Nigga let’s get it understood

Nigga still might jugg what you mean?

I’m good, I gotta eat, I gotta eat, yea yea hey

But they don’t wanna listen

Everything a nigga tell them they ain’t never want to believe

I got a whole lot of tricks up my fucking sleeve

What would you do if a nigga really ever leave, uh

I’m from the slums

We ain’t have shit nigga barely had a crumb

Sell a hundred bags buy a hundred round drum

Tryna take sumn tell ’em ring the alarm

I gotta build for my kids I ain’t have nothing but Mom

Gotta give em things I ain’t have when I was young

Everything got a pricing

I’m just saying, gotta maintain

Nigga gotta go and get something

Since he was frustrated, nigga frustrated

Gotta count a hundred mil’ before the lord take me

And If I make it I pray to God I can save it

And I’m a give it all to my baby

And I’m a put it all in my song baby

Told her “got it all” but she still ain’t grateful

Paid for it all bitch still ain’t grateful

I wonder if I fall will you be here later yea

Straight to the top, where I’m going, know it

Every beat I kill, yea the boy feel like Floyd

Riding in the back, hundred bands on the boy

Baby I’m the boss, and your man unemployed

Yea yea got this bitch up in the back

She don’t work for none yea

We was sipping on act’

Way before the money yea

And we been had swag way before the money

Tell me why these niggas acting like they new to money

Niggas be acting like bitches

And bitches be loving these niggas

What’s up with these bitches

Bitches be talking ’bout money

And ain’t getting no money

What’s up, I can’t fuck with you bitches

Somebody tell me what’s up, I don’t get it

Somebody tell me what’s up

Man it seems like yesterday we wasn’t really up

And now everybody say that they fuck with us

Man I told these lil bitches to back up

I have no fucks to give I cannot trust

I had to slow it down no need to rush

In love with that paper it gives me a rush

Man I don’t give a damn what they tell me

Every single gold chain like a medal yea

They say you gotta change for the better

Even though a nigga came from the ghetto

Yea, stay down get money what they tell me

Riding ’round with a forty and a felon yea

You know you gotta listen to your elders

They done been through everything that they tell us

Have you ever felt pain when everything numb

I’m a still remain when you ain’t huh

Everybody go to hang when you wait for

Fuck around and clear it all with this AR

These niggas they talk about it

You know you gotta go and get guap

All my niggas yea we straight from the block

Came in the game getting green off top

And if a nigga play, prolly knock off his top

My niggas ain’t never had love for no nigga

No nigga, yo nigga, nor a bitch, won’t let him

No, I never ever let ’em

No, yea yea

All my niggas, yea

You know them niggas, all of ’em hitters, yea

Taliban all of ’em killers, yea

Slide down on ’em get rid of ’em, yea

Fuck you mean, aye son

You know them lame ass niggas better not say nothing to me

All that tongue wrestlin’ shit ain’t me

I’m a muhfucking boss what you wanna be

If anything I’m a grind

Somebody tell ’em that it’s my time

Somebody tell me why they hating on me

Somebody tell ’em stop hating on me yea

Somebody tell ’em that I’m not lying

Somebody tell em I will outshine

Anybody think they gone replace me

You know I am who they said I wouldn’t be

You know you gotta win, fight, conquer

I promise to go in, I wouldn’t lie to you honor

I promise to come in and destroy my opponent

I promise no man wants it as bad as I want it

Somebody go and tell ’em that I’m not lying

Somebody tell ’em I will outshine

Anybody think they gone replace me

You know I am who they say I wouldn’t be yea

YFN Dope Boy Dreams

[YFN Lucci:]

I got snakes all in my lungs so I gotta watch where I step

Everywhere I go I’m armed

Gangsta move in silence

Say umm I’m so calm

Say my palm keep itchin

I gotta get it

Riding round trynna get it

A dead man I’m at they head man

Watch what you say man

You’ll be a dead man before eleven

The mac eleven my best friend

And that F&N like my left hand

And it pump off in my sweatpants

Make a mess man I swear

I got a whole lot of these jeans

These balmains all that I wear

Gold bottoms, this gold all on me

Try to take it, I dare

Know I’m strapped up in here

Know my nigga Killa in here

Know if anything pop off

We gon let some shots off

Fuck around catch a body in here

It was no other way

We had no time to play

Feel like I’m already late

Tell me who round this way

Shots straight pass everybody

They couldn’t climb this way

Everywhere I change the climate

Look at my Diamonds bae

I got snakes all in my lungs

So I gotta watch where I step

See I step in foreign

Every shoe giuseppe

I got 8 whips in all

I got 8 whips they all cost

All my shit clean

Shit yeen even seen I don’t even wear

I sip so much lean

My shit clean

I don’t even share

Dope Boy Dreams

Hustle by any means

Nigga I swear

[YFN Kay:]

Grew up in the trenches

Two cups of sydneys

Might fuck up my kidneys

Rolleys and bentleys

I dreamed about rolleys and bentleys

Made a nigga go and get it

I just had to go get it

On the ground with time

I know that the story was written

And they ain’t thought it was written

Killer back in beast mode

Might turn ya chest into a B pole

More paper than King Cole

Scraps under my mink coat

Too many Glocks in here

You don’t want problems in here

No talking its silent in here

You will get swallowed in here

Remixing the drink like fuck what you thought

Love finessing the bank

I hustle like frank

Did what everybody can’t

I’m on the bullshit send a nigga to the pulpit

If you told them then pull it and no said if it ain’t no true shit

[YFN Lucci:]

I got snakes all in my lungs

So I gotta watch where I step

See I step in foreign

Every shoe Giuseppe

I got 8 whips in all

I got 8 whips they all cost

All my shit clean

Shit you ain’t even seen I don’t even wear

I sip so much lean

My shit so clean

I don’t even share

Dope Boy Dreams

Hustle by any means

Nigga I swear

YFN Documentary

Uh, what you heard nigga?

Nah, fuck what you heard

I keep two lil goonies on the lurk

My bitch gotta cool lil twenty in her purse

See we was known to air it out first

Told bop, wait let me air em’ out first

They talkin’ bout drugs they ain’t never had work

Lu preach to em’ real nigga church

See I was on the way, started from the bottom now I’m straight

Bout to cop an Audemars Piguet

Yesterday I flew to Saint Tropez

Met a plug yesterday, you know the whole crew ate

Everywhere we go we eat steak

I got my brother with me each and everyday

Most of with me probably tryna beat a case

And if you don’t the other one with licensed with the K

Yeah, know we ridin’ K everyday

Ran up the money had to put it in the safe

I swear its hard to chose mulsanne or the wraith, 4 4 2 you don’t wanna race

Ion’t know why she act different

But when a nigga gone she goin’ miss me

All them muthafuckin shoes all that Tiffany

All them tattoos all them piercings

Momma be stressin’ be patient it’s comin’

Told you your boy was gone make it you know it

We go war with whoever, whoever

I stack that money forever, forever

We put that money together got extra

Pour out the pint man we never gone measure

Whole lot of types I ain’t never gone settle, ain’t never gone settle

You know

Like I use to risk my life for this shit

You know

You know we really got stripes for this shit

You know

This is no phassage, I don’t want no bodyguard

I need me a Nicki Minaj, I need me like two freaky brauds

I’m on broadway, fucked up how they did Mitch in the hallway

I’m fucked up gotta get rich in this hallway

I swear I really got rich in the hallway

My mother lost her sister, her mother lost her daughter

Then my mother lost her mother, then my grandma lost her mother, then I fucked around and lost my cousin

Never thought I never see muffin

Never thought Fellow spot will get busted

Shit fucked a whole bunch of money

Lord save me, save me

Power like a mason, mason

Dreams come true gotta chase it, chase it

If you love something embrace it

The bond we share can’t break it

I’m a give you my heart don’t break it

Me and you girl that’s amazing

If you ever leave I’ll be waitin’

Come back to me girl, I wanna take you and show you off girl

I wanna take you and travel the world

I wanna dip you in diamonds and pearls

Hope I make some, gotta make some

The way we was raised up we might take some

You know a nigga love gettin’ papaer

This a real nigga celebration

Yeahh, yeah

See we unstoppable

You know we done been through so much you can’t stop us

You know

Yeahh, yeah

True story, this is my story

Long Live Nut forever

Yeahh, yeah

This is my story

True story

Hope we make some, gotta make some

The way we raised up might take some

This a real nigga celebration

YFN Patience

[Verse 1 – YFN Lucci:]

I told my bitch to be patience watch me go get it

I swear I’m so in love with that money I’m committed

OG told me stay down stack that paper I listened

OG told me stay down stack that paper you think I did it?

R.I.P grandma, look atcha grandson

We only wanted a couple of millions now that’s some

Had some kidnap these rappers for ransom, who want some?

Bet I be that boy they ran from

They don’t want none

Way before the deal nigga, we done did margielas

I only fuck with my niggas they well respect us

It’s only room for my niggas no need for extras

Just filled my house with more pistoles, the more the better

Lord forgive us but they ain’t never want to give us not a thang,

so we loaded them thangs went and handle some thangs

Fell in love with drug money and chains

Make a wrong move hammers will bang

My trigga finger itching

Babymomz goin dumb

And plus my palms keep itching

Lord knows a nigga wrong

But may God be with me

Lord knows a nigga wrong

But may God be with me

[Hook x2:]

I just sit and get high and brainstorm

Momma told me don’t go out there with them chains on

I told momma don’t worry because I ain’t alone

I told momma don’t worry because I ain’t alone

[Verse 2:]

I told her I’d be damn momma they know who I am momma

Just understand why I hustle I want mad commas

Mad lumber, mad love for my brothers

Mad dawgs in the duffle

You mad boy nigga fuck ya

I was raised in the struggle

Young nigga walkin around with AK’s in the gutta

Babymama straight u know they hate her

Lil bitch mad cause i ain’t save her

I can’t wait til this shit pay off

[Hook x2:]

I just sit and get high and brainstorm

Momma told me don’t go out there with them chains on

I told momma don’t worry because I ain’t alone

I told momma don’t worry because I ain’t alone

YFN Add Up

When I come get my shit, it better add up

First I was hustlin’ backwards, it didn’t add up

Aye, being broke wasn’t fun, thought it was bad luck

I heard it didn’t make sense if it didn’t add up

I might pull up on her soundin’ like a panther (yeah)

I swear all my life I ain’t have nun

I spent all my nights tryna make it add up

I know this ain’t right, shit gotta add up

Okay, this rollie on my wrist say it’s my time now

Louis V frames to block the pain in my eyes now

Of course I’m high right now

Still a blow a 10 you better pipe down

They keep asking me Lucc how you feel?

Can’t believe it’s real, finally got a deal

What’s the deal? Gotta keep it real

Tryna make a mil, a couple mil

Had to tell em chill

I swear all this damn pain got me poppin pills

These niggas act like they’ll do it but then they won’t

It’s in the hood, but at the trunk

You know I’m good with the pump

I promise to God I’ll hit his ass and I ain’t talkin tunk

A young nigga I had to grind to do what I want

Yeah yeah

When I come get my shit, it better add up

First I was hustlin’ backwards it didn’t add up

Aye, being broke wasn’t fun, thought it was bad luck

I heard it didn’t make sense if it didn’t add up

I might pull up on her soundin’ like a panther

I swear all my life I ain’t have nun

I spent all my nights tryna make it add up

I know this ain’t right, shit gotta add up

Uh, what is this nigga?

You know that hublot on ya wrist, it don’t exist nigga

I thought I told him I pop shit nigga

In that panamera porsche with ya bitch nigga

Did I mention I’m makin six figures?

They say change come when money come

Wonder if they still gon love me if all my money gone

They say they with me but don’t know a song

Ain’t it funny how them suckas gone

Yeah yeah

When I come get my shit, it better add up

First I was hustlin’ backwards it didn’t add up

Aye, Being broke wasn’t fun, thought it was bad luck

I heard it didn’t make sense if it didn’t add up

I might pull up on her soundin’ like a panther

I swear all my life I ain’t have nun

I spent all my nights tryna make it add up

I know this ain’t right, shit gotta add up

YFN Unstoppable

It’s that religious, you know

I’ve always been ’bout my mofuckin’ paper

Yeah

Greatness

You know how it work

YFNBC, Think It’s A Game

It’s not a game

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us, yeah, we unstoppable

Went through a whole lot of obstacles

I swear we did the impossible

Run up that paper then fuck it up

Go hit the club and then fuck it up

A whole lot of packs we gone get it back

You know we gone get it back

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us

I stop em’ I stop em’ unstoppable

Run up that paper then get it, whatever it take we gone get it

You know ain’t nobody stoppin’ us

Mafia, mafia, mafia, all of my niggas they mafia

Thought I told you we unstoppable

I just spent a brick on my Jesus, you gotta put God first

I swear I turned ’em to believers, this shit came from hard work

Gotta hustle, stay down with your people

Can’t betray the one who feed you

No competition we are equal

Can’t let nobody mislead you

Lil Ray Ray from Summerhill, it’s only one of him

Zoo Atlanta nun but lions here

We was raised not to have a fear

When Nut died shed so many tears

So many nights I cried and cried I swear

So many nights I cried and cried I swear

All of these niggas lame

Photo ready but without the frame

Just spent a quarter on my wrist and chain

If you get caught you bet not mention names

Blowin’ more smoke than a train

That red be keepin’ me stained

Unstoppable I am untamed, I am unstoppable just like the train

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us we unstoppable

Went through a whole lot of obstacles

I swear we did the impossible

Run up that paper then fuck it up

Go hit the club and then fuck it up

A whole lot of packs we gone get it back

You know we gone get it back

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us

I stop em’ I stop em’ unstoppable

Run up that paper then get it, whatever it take we gone get it

You know ain’t nobody stoppin’ us

Mafia, mafia, mafia, all of my niggas they mafia

Thought I told you we unstoppable

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us

Mafia, mafia, mafia

I can’t see nobody, all of this money, swear all of this money keep blockin’ them

Swear all these hunnits I’ll die for them, you know all of my partners swear I’ll die them

Fuck around and spend a block with them

Swear I only hang with them shottas, yeah see you know we came with them choppers

Yeah, remember them days we had not a thing now we pouring up drink and poppin’ champagne

Nigga this what it is I can’t fuck with you lames

The power, the money, the cars, the hoes, the fame

I, made a vow to my dawgs I’ll never change

This that real mafia shit, put some lil guap on ya clique

Add a lil 30 on top and they toppin’ ya shit

You know I’m on top of my shit

Gotta show em’ what unstoppable is

Sorry Lord, but it’s kill or be killed

If a nigga switch then that’s on him

Can’t let no bullshit interfere

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us we unstoppable

Went through a whole lot of obstacles

I swear we did the impossible

Run up that paper then fuck it up

Go hit the club and then fuck it up

A whole lot of packs we gone get it back

You know we gone get it back

I can’t see nobody stoppin’ us

I stop em’ I stop em’ unstoppable

Run up that paper then get it, whatever it take we gone get it

You know ain’t nobody stoppin’ us

Mafia, mafia, mafia, all of my niggas they mafia

Thought I told you we unstoppable

YFN Ammunition

[YFN Trae Pound (YFN Lucci):]

Ok you know I’m with it

On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah

And you know we having ammunition

Know my finger itching

Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition

(I swear we barely had a pot to piss in

We were barely living

We were tryna get it

Anybody get it

Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah

Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah)

[YFN Trae Pound:]

Ok that draco with that drum will leave a nigga numb, huh

Hundred rounds get it done, all kinds of guns, huh

Like a pawn shop, thought I was with Jada way my trunk rocked up

Big called, cook it up, he say it’s all locked up

All heavy artillery, very high up at the embassy

The paralyzed feeling me

Who is he? Pound a fly nigga in town

Play ’round with me at 12, by 3 he was found

Two two three take a tree down, we smoke a tree down

Let your bitch catch my kids, yeah that’s a rebound

Caught her on the rebound

[YFN Lucci:]

Might smoke a pound with Pound

A hundred rounds out of town

Like fifty thou for my crown

I told him boy better not play some’

Get your face done

All black, looking like Akon

With more than eight guns

Said these bullets bigger than [?]

Living wet as a pond

Pull out that problem, give ’em something to hate on

My nigga better to beat the trial yeah, they gon’ hate on ’em

And if I want you dead I get my boys to lay on ’em

Where I come from niggas got a lot of hunger

If you got it they gon’ want you

So you gotta keep it on you

[YFN Trae Pound (YFN Lucci):]

Ok you know I’m with it

On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah

And you know we having ammunition

Know my finger itching

Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition

(I swear we barely had a pot to piss in

We were barely living

We were tryna get it

Anybody get it

Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah

Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah)

[YFN Lucci (YFN Trae Pound):]

Drum, draco holding a drum

Nigga we got plenty drums

Two two three got drums nigga

We pull up with drums, where you from nigga?

Yeah if you ain’t from ’round here you better not come nigga, yeah

Balmain with them shines in ’em

Know we riding with ’em

Probably never ride rental, only if we slidin’ in ’em, yeah

We got so many Glocks, three fifty-seven blocks

Three fifty-seven pops, and everybody drops

(You already know what’s happening ho

Pull up with like twenty MACS like we robbed the Apple Store

Fill a nigga up with the pump like we in Amoco

Rapper of the year, slayin’ trapper of the year

I get that pack, it disappear)

See this the fastest one right here

And I don’t like to front, but yeah my engine in the rear

(If I get mentioned in you killed

Big fence around the crib, I got your pension in my ear

Keep your distance, I don’t feel ya)

Aye Pound got that AR, and that R8

Know I’m in that I8 with that 308, don’t violate

Broad day, shootout broad day

We can go all day

I go to sleep, wake up the same way

[YFN Trae Pound (YFN Lucci):]

Ok you know I’m with it

On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah

And you know we having ammunition

Know my finger itching

Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition

(I swear we barely had a pot to piss in

We were barely living

We were tryna get it

Anybody get it

Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah

Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah)

[YFN Lucci:]

Drum, draco holding a drum

Nigga we got plenty drums

Two two three got drums nigga

We pull up with drums, where you from nigga?

We pull up with drums, where you from nigga?