Young Thug - Yuck (feat. Ken Carson) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Yuck (feat. Ken Carson) - Young Thug feat. Ken Carson




(Taurus) yeah
All this bad shit around a nigga, man, all this motherfuckin' munyun, man
All this shit goin' on around a nigga, man, this shit turnt up
This shit is crazy, it's lit (yeah)
It's lit (lit), it's lit (lit)
It's lit (lit), it's up (lit)
It's lit (lit), it's up (up)
It's up (lit, hey)
My bih, she bad, she stay stone-cold
Where your diamonds at? Shit, inside your nose
Hunnid grand on shoes, shit, designer toes
Put it in the air, show them hos you froze, whoo
This bitch know I'm not comin', no, whoo
You play with me, my twin gon' go, whoo
I'm goin' Rolls-Royce truck if you think I'm poor (yeah)
Got a half a million on me, low (yeah)
I'm goin' two-tone on a Rolls-Royce special (two)
She wanna fuck my bro tonight and I'ma let her (let her)
She got high heels on, baby, she pressure (pressure)
I went throw up on a Rollie, it's yellow
Yuck, yuck, yuck (hey)
Yuck, yuck, yuck
E'rything about a young nigga rich (yeah), dawg (yeah)
If I spit on her clit, she'll glisten, dawg
Shit, I'm slidin' in a Benz
She say I'm sexy, I'm handsome ju' like Ken
I told lil' mama I'm not modest, I'm him
I told lil' baby come and ride me, bring a rim (hey)
Yuck, yuck (hey)
Yuck, yuck (hey), yuck
My money, in God we trust (we trust)
No niggas, just hoes and us (it's just us)
If you play her, bring her here (yeah)
I took two diamonds out my chest and put 'em in her ear
I took my man's around the world 'cause I know you drill (brrt)
I took advances in Chanel 'cause I know it's real (real)
The police on my trail, 'cause I'm ill
I took her travelin' 'round the world like a Navy Seal
I put baguettes on her dermal, now her naval kill (yeah)
We turnt this shit up like, ay, ay (ay)
Yuck, yuck (hey)
Yuck, yuck (hey)
Let's go (it's lit), let's go (it's lit)
Let's go (it's lit), let's go (it's lit)
Huh, huh, it's lit, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh (yeah), huh, huh (yeah)
All I know is pop my shit, I was taught this, uh
Oh, you thought them niggas was lit until they brought me up
Inject codeine in my veins, ion a cup
Dissect the body, get her brain, then I'm leavin' her
For the black truck, all limousine, I got gang in this bitch
Young nigga came from nothin', she never met a nigga this rich
Left her a AirTag with her, I always got her location
Shawty want me to pay for it, I ain't givin' out donations
Trap house got 101, I'm havin' more spots than Dalmatians
Slapped the bitch, ran outta patience, crocodile Birkin for my baby
I'm shittin' on every nigga that hated, shoulda stayed down, shoulda waited
My life's so unrated, I swear this shit a movie
It's made by A24, yo' shit went to Tubi
Havin' my way with these hos, I swear this shit too lit
Racks can't fit, they too big, I hate bein' sober
Brown thick shit so fine, her body like a Coca-Cola
Take a shot, it's time to roll up, when I walk in that bitch, know I'm lit
I got Call of Duty sticks, load up, you pussy niggas know how it get
It's lit, it's lit (huh), it's lit, it's lit (huh-huh)
It's lit, it's lit (huh-huh), it's lit, it's lit (huh-huh)
I've been lit since the match struck, I'll turn a nigga to a pack, yeah
This money what attract her, let her play with these bands
Send her money just to get her wig, then some designs on her hands
I don't trust her, just the gain my trust, gotta get my name tatted
I been rollin' off the ecstasy, I'll knock, these ain't no addies
If I missionary wit' a ho, you know that she a baddie
'Rari truck this not Caddy, I got stars in the Rolls-Royce
Shawty callin' back to back, she don't want nothin', she just wanna hear my voice
She got niggas on her line, but they ain't makin' no noise
She got options, yeah, she got options, I'm her favorite choice



Writer(s): Taurus Bucy Currie Jr., Unknown Writer(s)



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