XXL Freshmen 2021 Cypher - Part 1 lyrics

by

DDG


[Intro]
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid

[Verse 1: DDG & Morray]
Whole lotta of my old homies didn't make it here
Gotta stay strapped and be ready if we take it there
Life's short, but this clip is longer than Jamaican hair
Never have I claimed to be a gangster but it's safer here (Yeah)
Put this pistol in my hand, I'm protectin' all these bands (Baow)
They be f*ckin' up the brand when I lend a helpin' hand (Baow)
So I gotta be alone, make the money on my own
If it's smoke then meet me man to man, n*gga f*ck it's on (Lеt's go)
Now we live in luxury, that sh*t just a summary
In the linе of fire, trust my brother he gon' cover me (Fye)
Internet trolls and the critics really under me
Had to realize they only poppin' just because of me, they stressin' me
But my b*tch be trippin', she be testin' me
I don't know that b*tch, it ain't my fault that she be textin' me
Why you just can't cook, give me kiss, then have sex with me? (Baow)
Then you get upset when I'm annoyed and give you less of me, f*ck
I don't know, what the f*ck that I'ma do with you
I know you stabbed me in my back, but I'm still cool with you
'Cause when it comin' to the racks, they don't know who is who (Who?)
n*ggas switch up for the dollars
I be tryin' to be positive with the drama
It be constantly following, on my momma
But I guess it's the side effects of the commas, gang
[Verse 2: Lakeyah]
It's Lakeyah, the biggest flexer, YBIC
I'm different from all these n*ggas, ask Coach, ask P
I got the top n*ggas vouchin' for a b*tch like me
I touched the sh*t I get for bookings way before QC
I'm feeling like I can't be f*cked with, I don't mean to be c*cky
But the competition ain't switchin' up the flows or the topics
Chrome Hearts all on my body, bless more hoes than a prophet
All them b*tches countin' my pockets, so drop a deposit
I'm fly as a pilot, new season Dior, Fendi, and Prada
How the f*ck she a freshman when she dropped outta college?
And how the f*ck she go so hard when she look like a model?
Buy a b*tch like, legally I can't even buy me a bottle, they know I'm a problem
Got these b*tches out here tryna step it up
Couple hatin' b*tches hatin' on me since I leveled up
Catchin' more G's than them Z's, b*tch, I ran it up
Leave a broke n*gga to the streets, he can never f*ck
Yeah, so all these b*tches is in trouble now
My name hold weight around this b*tch, I'm like a hundred pounds
Chain cost a hundred thou', blicky let off a hundred rounds
Let the bag talk, ain't gotta tell 'em how I'm comin' out

[Interlude: Morray, Lakeyah & Coi Leray]
Bow! Yeah (Sheesh!)
Fire, f*ckin' fire (Go, Lakeyah! Hold on, yeah)
[Verse 3: Morray]
Uh, I said I had somethin' written, but f*ck it, n*gga, I ain't gon' say it
The gun in my hip, I swear to God I show it, I spray it
You n*ggas better believe what the f*ck a n*gga sayin'
In the buildin' with all these great n*ggas, b*tch, it's amazing
b*tch, XXL, I don't think them n*ggas ready
The bars that we got and these flows, they super heavy
Got Coi Leray, DDG and my homie here
She came up, showed y'all n*ggas, but them bars is real, n*gga, ain't no fear
f*ckin' NC stand up, n*gga 2-6, man we the greatest
You n*ggas say "Who is the best?" b*tch, it's me, ain't no debatin'
f*ck it, don't gotta write it, f*ck it, I'd rather spit it
n*ggas talkin' 'bout toilet bowls, b*tch, I'm sh*ttin' (Bruh)
Like whoa, what you mean you want the dough?
And you n*ggas talkin' bullsh*t but I'm the one with the flows
Off the top, b*tch, this sh*t is hot, who the f*ck you n*ggas know?
If I come outside the strip club, then I'm comin' with the poles, b*tch

[Verse 4: Coi Leray]
C-O-I, love it when he say my name, yeah
Low-key, that's my little sneaky link, ayy
Yeah, I love when he f*ck me to the beat, ayy
He a freak, fell in love with me, let's go
Watch us all get lit, ayy
Watch us all get richer, ayy
Couple n*ggas move bricks, uh
Couple n*ggas hold sticks, ayy
b*tch, I love my brother
My brother love me, ayy, bih
Look at my wrist, ayy
Diamonds sea, yeah
[Bridge: Coi Leray & Morray]
Mmh, ayy, we all get money
Yeah-yeah (Mmh), yeah, b*tch, we all get money (Mmh)
Yeah-yeah, we all get money (We all get money)
Yeah-yeah, yeah, b*tch, we all get money, let's go, ayy
Ha, we all get money, shake it, Coi
We all get money, shake it, Coi, yeah

[Outro: Morray]
XXL, we in this, ha
Ayy, DDG, we did this
Lakeyah, yeah, we did it
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