Текст песни Double G - YBF Jay

Roll up opp just like exotic
Then I call that boy I wrap (nah for real)
YBF that's my initials, pull up sign the autograph (nah for real)
Just like 100 yard dash, get in my lane I over lap (nah for real)
I like to flex with all these bands, don't even guess just do the math
Want a Cuban and a Patek, so I went and I bought 'em both
Swea' I'm tired of being humble, take these racks out just for show
Leaking water head to toe, if you hang with me go get a boat
Swea' I can't go back to broke, I keep these racks up in my coat

I'm the one they want to see (yeah)
My haters yeah they envy me
The goat and I'm the greatest, YBF but call me double G (double G)
Ice yeah that be overseas, no perky but I'm pushin P (I'm pushin P)
Opps yeah they be ducking me
Go stupid on a dummy beat
Ion't trip about nobody, but lil boy I do the most
We gone pop out at yo party, get 'em hit just by some shoes
We ain't never got no disadvantage, 'cause we keep a load (huh)
Dripping water like the ocean
Head to chest to legs and toes (huh huh ya' dig)
Why you hating on my name, lil goof just get up out yo' feelings
We gone pull up where he stay, until that boy go change his city
Swea' these haters below my level, yeah I sleep up on the ceiling
Keep a rack up in my britches, while he flexing with them twenties
Never reach for my lil chain
Gone catch a body just for staring (yeah)
I'm a goat in different cities
Why you mad it's no comparing (no comparing)
Swea' I came up by my lonely
Get a bag it ain't no sharing (ain't no sharing)
Load the clip and cock it back, I call the bros and we gone air it
Put a hitman on his head, and now he scared up out his body (shhh)
All that dissing on the dead, gone get you hit up at yo' party
Always knew I was gone make it, now they mad 'cause I done got it
Yeah I'm trapping out the box, we come at night shout out to Roddy

Roll up opp just like exotic
Then I call that boy I wrap (nah for real)
YBF that's my initials, pull up sign the autograph (nah for real)
Just like 100 yard dash, get in my lane I over lap (nah for real)
I like to flex with all these bands, don't even guess just do the math
Want a Cuban and a Patek, so I went and I bought 'em both
Swea' I'm tired of being humble, take these racks out just for show
Leaking water head to toe, if you hang with me go get a boat
Swea' I can't go back to broke, I keep these racks up in my coat