Youblewitfam lyrics

by

Estee Nack


[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Woah)
Ayo-yo (All you stupid muotherf*ckers out there), yo-yo
Super motherf*ckin Nack Man, yo (Yeah)
(Don't give a f*ck about y'all n*ggas, oh), word
I'm tryna show these n*ggas the ropes, man (Lame ass n*ggas [?])
These n*ggas don't want it, man, know I mean? ([?])
(Spit on y'all n*ggas when you alive), yo, son

[Verse 1]
Fly to Madeleine in front the steak house
Throw the work on the scale, then pullin' this cake out (Money)
If it's sure then we moshin' the n*gga' safehouse (Hah!)
Say you done this sh*t before, homie, so what the shakes 'bout? (What the shakes 'bout?)
I'm swimmin' up stream with nothin' but dreams and pistols (Boom)
Need a fistful of precious medals and gleamin' crystals (Gleamin')
My ambition is heighten, a n*gga' team official (Grrat)
But keep a eye on these n*ggas, eager to scheme against them (Word)
The scene is supenseful, the set is Tarantino (Oh)
Tommy gun in the tahoe, [?]
[?], n*gga respect the [?]
Leave you with a pair of black eyes, they callin' you Papa Shango (Ha-haha, oh)
Tamo, Jouhandea, the planes aim to the sky
And for elevation in the trap countin' dollars for meditation (Mm)
Shawty jump on a longaniza, eager for penetration (Woah)
n*gga, go get yourself some pus*y instead of hatin' (Word)
[Chorus]
Word, but you don't want that, n*gga (But you don't want that)
You's a lame and I knew it (You's a lame)
You had a chance a long time ago (Long time ago)
But lack the ambition, motherf*cker, you blew it (Haha)
Yeah
You don't want this, n*gga (No!)
You's a lame and I knew it (Yeah, I knew that sh*t)
You had a chance a long time ago (No reaction)
But lack the ambition, motherf*cker, you blew it (Word)

[Verse 2]
Your album blong in a dump of sewage (Trash)
You might aswell cop a razor, we're makin' run your fluence (Woah)
n*gga ain't worthy your positions that I'm pursuin' (Never)
Don't get upset but I ain't impressed with the drama you in (Nah)
Don't get your karma ruined, I'm manifestin' death on a lame embitter (Word)
Takin' care of these kids but I'm far from a babysitter (Hah)
I put a couple hot bullet slugs in your favorite spitter (Boom)
You catchin' justice playin' them games, we with her (True)
Cocaina, crystal that's glazed with glitter
Lazy river, you had a problem? Then opend your mouth and made it bigger
The Nack Man an amazin' n*gga
Raise the trigger and do the hit as long as n*ggas ready to pay the figure (Ante up, man)
f*ck you (f*ck you)
Talkin' but you comin' up in short, all you phoney n*ggas be f*ckin' up the sport (f*ck it up)
Me and Giallo stackin' bricks to construct a fort (Buildin')
Throwin' parties with bougie b*tches who love to snort (We out here)
[Chorus]
But you don't want this, n*gga (Nah)
You's a lame and I knew it (Knew you was lame)
You had your chance a long time ago (Reaction)
But lack the ambition, motherf*cker, you blew it (Word)
Word
You don't want this, n*gga (No!)
You's a lame and I knew it (Lame n*ggas)
You had your chance a long time ago (Reaction)
But lack the ambition, motherf*cker, you blew it

[Outro]
Yeah, motherf*cker, you blew it (Woah), blew it (Yeah)
And you knew it, n*gga (Nack Man, no, corny as n*ggas, Giallo Point blow)
(Know I mean?), me and Giallo Point we pursuin' (Yeah)
But lack that sh*t, you what I'm sayin', my n*gga? (Woah, ah)
sh*t ain't a game, man (Stop)
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, we havin' fun but this sh*t ain't a game (Woah, f*ck it, hah), haha
Started somethin' strong [?] across this earth
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