YUNG n*ggA POPPIN lyrics

by

Yung Beef


[Letra de "Yung n*gga Poppin" ft. Southside A.K.A. Young Sizzle]

[Producer Tag]
808 Mafia

[Pre-Estribillo: Southside]
You can trynna' take the key
If you think we ain't 'bout it
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
Bought a brand new coupé
Just to said I got it
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin

[Estribillo: Southside]
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin

[Verso 1: Southside]
I got oxys, I got oxys, I got oxys ya' dig
Kicking sh*t across the world
So don't lose your legs
Ain't got to pop about it
b*tch they know what i did
Your b*tch, she on my di*k
She in love with the kid
I been working, I been working
Going harder than [?]
Balling like Lebron Cook James in this b*tch
Oh, you thing you got a check
I spent a life on my wrist
I put money on your head now
That's some money to take
I got bands i got racks
I do that sh*t in my sleep
My advice to you is kill that sh*t
Keep living in peace
I got bands i got racks
I do that sh*t in my sleep
My advice to you is kill that sh*t
Keep living in peace
[Verso 2: Yung Beef]
Ujum-Ujum
Flush
We both to get mula (ay)
OG Kush, we both to got too high (Ah)
We both to f*ck putas
Bomboclaat, all my b*tches too much (808 Mafia)
Flush
We both to get mula (ay)
OG Kush, we both to got too hard (Ah)
We both to f*ck putas
Bomboclaat, all my b*tches too much
Racks, ratchets, diamond watches (ah)
Racks, ratchets, de esmaya'o a n*gga poppin (SevenUp)
Racks, ratchets, diamond watches (ah)
Racks, ratchets, de esmaya'o a n*gga poppin (ah)

[Verso 3: Kaydy Cain]
Quiero putas y diamantes loco voy a pegarme
En Atlanta van a fumar tate, voy a pegarme
Voy a volcar un X5 loco voy a pegarme
Quiero putas y diamantes loco voy a pegarme
'Toy metiendole cabrón al beat
Fumando weed
Con un AK en el estudio, real gangsta sh*t
Tú sabes que sí, mami vente pa'quí
Que a tí te gusta el malianteo como a mí
Ando siempre ready pa' la tiraera y apunto maneras
O eso me dice la gente aunque no me quiera
Será porque he parti'o a su jeva
O porque he roba'o a alguno de sus colegas
[Pre-Estribillo: Southside]
You can trynna' take the key
If you think we ain't 'bout it
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
Bought a brand new coupé
Just to said I got it
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
(808 Mafia)

[Estribillo: Southside]
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
I got b*tches, bottles, diamonds
Yeah, young n*gga poppin
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