YM lyrics

[Verse]
I YMCMB this, millionaire b*tch, I love this feeling
Do it for the fans, and the fans stay feining
Say what I say man, you know that I mean it
Pink cup got lean like Pisa, Moncler on but I feel like freeza
Won't be gone, I'm here all season
Paid for my room, you know I ain't leaving
9god don't rest, devil work hard but I cheat on tests
Electrocute b*tch I feel like, nine people I love and bless
The nine makes me put holes in chests
Sacrifice b*tch, it means so much
I really can't say but it means so much
Blood on my hands but I feel so blessed
Blood on my hands but I feel so blessed
Lie to me, lie to me now say it
The truth will p*ss you off, but the lies will keep you sane
The truth will set you free, but the lies let money rain
28 links in the 20g chain
I got 20 b*tches in a 20 seat plane
I ain't in that plane though, I stay in my lane
You could stay at my place
You gotta blow smoke, blow it out of my face
And I ain't ever meant to kill a guy
Do right, I'ma kill everything in sight
Kill everything, k-kill everything
Kill everything, k-kill everything
Kill everything, k-kill everything
Kill everything, k-kill everything
And I'm with my heroin
White b*tch got brown hair, like heroine
I flip zips, yeah, no pimps pedaling
She need me yeah, I'm her medicine
You feel me, in your bones, your skeleton
These men feminine, so I've got their girl and sis at the Sheraton
They off a pill don't seem elegant
No manners, so rude, no etiquette
[Outro]
Two nines and too old, stay relevant
Two nines and too old, stay relevant
Two-two-two
Two nines and too old, stay relevant