Lyrics Hyenas - T.I.P , Duke , Shad Da God , Bankroll Mafia , Lil Yachty , Young Thug
Turn
up
with
Lil
Yachty
Thugger,
Thugger,
baby
Trouble
Man,
aka
T.I.P.,
yeah
Bankroll
Mafia,
YSL,
Lil
Duke,
slat
R.I.P.
to
Troupe
You
better
run,
we
gon'
come
for
you
My
I.V.
is
red
like
thermometers
I
fuck
on
that
bitch
like
a
porn
star
Hit
me
up
when
I'm
on
tour
I'ma
unlock
the
card
if
you
want
it
We
gon'
fuck
on
that
day
that
you
bought
it
These
lil'
niggas
not
eatin',
they
boney
Her
best
friend
got
her
goin'
and
goin'
I'm
in
a
foreign
car,
she
in
another
car
I
pull
up
to
the
job,
I
walk
in
her
job
And
cum
in
her
jaw
like
shotta
Se
pasa
en
mi
casa
Ain't
lookin'
over,
I'm
leanin'
over
Your
bitch
want
it,
she
fienin',
homie
I
got
stripes
like
a
zebra,
homie
I'm
laughin'
like
a
hyena,
homie
I
don't
know
where
you
get
your
facts
at,
nigga
But
you
come
in
half-assed,
I'ma
max
that
nigga
Catch
is
ass
in
my
hood,
I'ma
tax
that
nigga
If
he
run,
give
you
ten
if
you
catch
that
nigga
You
know
you
don't
really
want
my
crew
to
attack,
nigga
I'll
fire
ya
ass
up,
you
can
ask
that
nigga
Nah,
I
bet
you'd
rather
@ that
nigga
Beefin'
all
on
Instagram
and
Snapchat
with
him
Just
yesterday
I
was
a
young
crack
dealer
When
the
trap
was
slow
I
put
it
on
the
fast
track,
nigga
And
if
an
8 take
a
shot,
pass
that
nigga
Set
the
world
on
fire,
where
your
match
at,
nigga?
A
coup
in
Hustle
Gang
did
thirty
somethin'
million
Another
seven
off
of
television,
put
that
with
it
Now
can
you
match
that,
nigga?
And
we
ain't
even
talkin'
'bout
my
rap
track,
nigga
I'm
paid,
fresh
out
the
bank
I
make
that
lil'
money
look
less
than
you
think
Yeah
you
think
you
got
more,
ain't
as
much
as
you
think
When
you
see
than
I
am
everything
that
you
ain't
Like
a
stand-up
guy
and
a
real
nigga
Sucka
ass
nigga,
don't
deal
with
him
I
had
a
bunch
of
solid
niggas
standin'
with
me
in
the
trap
Eighteen
years
later
and
I'm
still
with
'em
I'm
in
a
foreign
car,
she
in
another
car
I
pull
up
to
the
job,
I
walk
in
her
job
And
cum
in
her
jaw
like
shotta
Se
pasa
en
mi
casa
Ain't
lookin'
over,
I'm
leanin'
over
Your
bitch
want
it,
she
fienin',
homie
I
got
stripes
like
a
zebra,
homie
I'm
laughin'
like
a
hyena,
homie
I
love
all
my
niggas,
I
ride
for
my
homies
They
keep
it
one
hunnid,
can't
lie
to
my
homies
Eatin'
no
turkey
now,
no
b-bologna
Still
gainin'
weight
and
we
'bout
to
go
tourin'
We
really
rich
niggas,
we
hop
in
the
foreign
Nigga
you
play
and
get
shot
by
the
mornin'
Blat-blat-blat-blat-blat-blat-blat
Spray
a
whole
hundred
shots
with
no
warnin'
Bales
and
them
scales,
before
rap
I
was
rich
Still
hit
them
blocks,
all
up
in
the
dead
end
This
a
cold
world,
I've
lost
so
many
friends
So
many
fakes,
I
don't
want
no
more
friends
Stack
all
this
money
and
count
all
the
yams
Used
to
move
weight
and
ain't
talkin'
'bout
no
gem
Rubber
band
racks
by
the
ten
now
Used
to
be
broke,
went
from
bucket
to
Benz
I'm
in
a
foreign
car,
she
in
another
car
I
pull
up
to
the
job,
I
walk
in
her
job
And
cum
in
her
jaw
like
shotta
Se
pasa
en
mi
casa
Ain't
lookin'
over,
I'm
leanin'
over
Your
bitch
want
it,
she
fienin',
homie
I
got
stripes
like
a
zebra,
homie
I'm
laughin'
like
a
hyena,
homie
Spent
the
weight
on
my
chain
Don't
you
diss,
speak
on
my
name
I'm
the
same
nigga,
ain't
shit
changed
Never
got
far
with
the
pussy
nigga
thing
No
we
are
not
the
same,
stay
in
your
lane
These
niggas
leasin'
their
rings,
it
ain't
what
you
think
This
niggas
actin'
like
they're
so
hard
Make
a
pussy
nigga
park
my
car
All
these
pussy
niggas
try
to
sound
like
me
Shit,
they
won't
get
too
far
Lil'
Boat
Ooh,
mil',
hundo
Yellow,
purp,
that
drank
though
Pull
up
on
the
set
with
a
bitch
so
bad
Every
nigga
want
her
back
though
My
name
known
in
the
hood
Like
a
mothafuckin'
stop
on
a
back
door
I
don't
even
need
no
Bankroll
Just
get
wet
for
the
zeros
Aww
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Bankroll
my
Mafia
I
put
on
that
Glock
like
Gaddafi,
yeah
I
ride
'round,
I'm
juugin'
at
9 a.m.,
god!
Bankroll
my
Mafia
Bankroll
my
Mafia
I'm
in
a
foreign
car,
she
in
another
car
I
pull
up
to
the
job,
I
walk
in
her
job
And
cum
in
her
jaw
like
shotta
Se
pasa
en
mi
casa
Ain't
lookin'
over,
I'm
leanin'
over
Your
bitch
want
it,
she
fienin',
homie
I
got
stripes
like
a
zebra,
homie
I'm
laughin'
like
a
hyena,
homie
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