Yungeen Ace - F.Y.S Songtexte

Songtexte F.Y.S - Yungeen Ace




Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ayy (bitch), ayy (bitch), ayy (bitch), ayy (bitch)
They like, "Damn, The Ace, you lost your socks," like, what?
(What they said?) Ayy (oh, fuck), ayy (fuck), ayy
They like, "Damn, The Ace, you lost your socks"
(Where?) Too far from the block, too far from the block
I don't need to ride with bro no more (ah, ah) 'cause I'm totally in charge
Since rap shit here don't work, then get what? (What?)
So, I'm back on the block (I'm back on the block)
So, I'm back in the trap with it (I'm back in the trap with it)
Crossin' on them blocks with it (crossin' on them blocks with it)
You don't think me and Jim K knew each other?
From back in the G (that's my brother), that's my nigga, that's his flow (what?)
You know, I bang that heat (I bang that heat), that nigga tried me, died (facts)
Nigga, ain't shit sweet? (Nigga, ain't shit sweet?)
Done without a warning, that nigga dead (ghetto)
You gon' pay that fee? (Yeah)
Ayy, the world be thinkin' this shit a game (a game) these niggas be dyin'
They like, "Ace, we already spin the block" (what?)
Go one more time (what the fuck you said?)
The other nigga is supposed to die (uh-uh), he wasn't worth the time
The little nigga was all in the trap, and the - for his mind though
It was just me and the Queso up in the car (like what?) He said I was a star
Queso said, "I'd die for you" (I'd die for you), felt it in my heart (felt it in my heart)
And light was off my house anyway, I was outside up in the dark (I was in the dark)
Had to cut a couple niggas out of my circle, they gon' play they part (creep)
Dirty bitch tryna get in my pants (uh-uh), can't trust none either (can't trust none either)
Bitch said she don't know my ops (know what?) Bitch, I don't believe you
Anything more on the side of this bitch (ah), watch how I delete him (where the fuck you goin'?)
Told Dre I was gon' kill him, he called my phone, said I was evil (hahaha)
I was on the corner, I'm out, but nigga, rich ain't shit, you can tell me, nigga
Still totin' the drek, I'ma fail him with it (wanna shoot him), he yell, I know I hit him
Whole time, they know I spit, I was on that drek, they know I hit him
Handle him with the dirt stick in my hand and he went, "Rah, rah"
I just told Dreko I'd die for him, I hope he know it
I don't reach his head inside that car, he know I'll blow it
Spit out life inside this mic, somethin' like a poet (somethin' like a poet)
Hell no, bitch, we can't have a baby, bitch, you annoyin'
My dawg been hatin' on the low (uh-uh) but I ain't noticin'
It's okay, I'ma kill him (I'ma kill him) and he know it (you know that nigga)
Bitch bear ass pokin' (ooh), pussy wet, it's soakin' (it's soakin')
Kill his ass and kill his homie (ugh), bitch, we ain't even (boom)
Hit this bitch, knock off her weave (a-whoo), now she weavless
Bitch, I front like y'all up on the scope
Bitch, we pass even, bitch, it's murder, it's murder, it's murder
And the kid I wish to keep, but it was on purpose
Bitch, you ain't killin' shit (you ain't)
You ain't on no hit (bitch)
You ain't payin' for heads (bitch)
You ain't doin' shit (bitch)
You didn't have the shit I did, but you ain't runnin' shit (bitch)
You ain't own no licks (bitch)
You broke as fuck, lil' bitch (bitch)
Stop lookin' at my wrist (bitch)
Stop comparin' me, bitch (bitch)
You at the top of my list (bitch)
How many times you gon' get hit (bitch)
Next time we will not miss (bitch)
Buddha can't save you, bitch (bitch)
So many times my mama cried about her son (pussy), ah-ah
Bitch, I got bodies under my belt, been blowin' my gun (been blowin' my gun)
If it sayin' 2-3 on your ass, you cannot run (uh, I'll get him)
I'ma send shots at him (huh), he think I'm a bitch, so let him (bitch)
Fuck the nigga, he dead, tell him (baa), I'ma send that bread
Never ran from no nigga up in this world (uh-uh), nigga, I ain't scared
My mama kill a nigga who killed your son, but proof I'ma bring back his dreads
Seven-six, two, just knock off his legs, five-five, six, just knock off his head
Police say, fuck, I didn't play, trusted my gun, that gun I pledge, nigga
(I live by the shell and die by it) what the fuck you sayin', nigga?
What the fuck you sayin'? Huh? (What the fuck you sayin', nigga?)
'Cause I'm up in the streets with it, 'cause I'm up in the streets with it
What the fuck you sayin'? (What the fuck you sayin'?)
What the fuck you sayin'? Nigga, what you sayin'? Bitch nigga
- nigga, what, Nigga?, Huh, what the fuck you sayin' my nigga?
Huh, ain't none of you niggas, these niggas be pussies
What the fuck you sayin', nigga? You niggas some wreckless, nigga
I'm a veteran, shit, haha, I'm a veteran, haha
Huh, I'm been seeing shit nigga, ping
But I don't see shit no more, that shit like, haha, this shit normal
Grr



Autor(en): Keyanta Bullard



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