2Gun Yvng - No Subliminals Lyrics

Lyrics No Subliminals - 2Gun Yvng



I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Young niggaz making plenty moves
Little nigga I'm a general
Get between like an interlude tryna stop ours and we drilling you
I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Young niggaz making plenty moves
Little nigga I'm a general
Get between like an interlude tryna stop ours and we drilling you
I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Not with the cap
Niggaz be talking like they really that in them interviews
Until bullets knock him out his tennis shoes
Push a button and them killers move
Little thotty on my genitals
Bust it open when she in the mood
Make her eat it like dinner food
Then I dive in it like a swimming pool
This ice on me got me feeling cool
These twin nines look identical
You'll get aired like an innertube
Start something and we'll finish you
Little nigga I'm a general
Getting head with the kush sparked
Over money it get critical
Run down leave a crook parked
Want a bad bitch with a good heart
Dumb fine but she book smart
V tints make it look dark
In a new whip with a push start
I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Young niggaz making plenty moves
Little nigga I'm a general
Get between like an interlude tryna stop ours and we drilling you
I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Young niggaz making plenty moves
Little nigga I'm a general
Get between like an interlude tryna stop ours and we drilling you
Look aye
Stay with a magnum
Condom and a gun, shot him with a drum
Pull up and spray at the dad cause we got a problem with the son
Bullets will tag him
And follow when he run, shot will leave him done
Slug will hit like a jab and go through the body of the bum
We catching bodies where I'm from
I'm from the bottom, yea, the slum
We put a hollow in his lung
Fully or hollow when he stung
I like them knotty with a plum
She put a molly on her tongue
Told me she hate it when I leave
But like to swallow when I come
Feel like a throw or a shet
Man I'm trying to get a pair of baguettes
Fly in the air on a jet
Counting money while I wear a patek
We been aware of your threats
I ain't worried, not a fear or regret
Tell him I dare him to step
Stomp a nigga in a pair of Giusepp's
G overdosed on Xan's it hurt when they told me that bro was dead
Her boy told on his man he proving that he couldn't hold a bid
Nigga quit fronting you ain't clip nothing you ain't pulling and throwing lead
Let the clip dumping, bro will hit something if I give him the go ahead
I got the game from the older heads
I got to eat until I'm overfed
You better pay if you owe the bread
I'll let it go until I know he dead
Zone out when I roll the meds
We got it locked like I'm growing dreads
Trying us, is you crazy
Blackout nigga, go to bed
I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Young niggaz making plenty moves
Little nigga I'm a general
Get between like an interlude tryna stop ours and we drilling you
I do not do no subliminals
A lot of my niggaz is criminals
Few of us
Plenty tools
A lot of arms like tentacles
Young niggaz making plenty moves
Little nigga I'm a general
Get between like an interlude tryna stop ours and we drilling you



Writer(s): Jermaine Watkins


2Gun Yvng - Ronda Son
Album Ronda Son
date of release
29-10-2021



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