Stanley Yelnats

Lyrics

[Intro] Traphouse Mob Ayy, Mobz, that sounds wavy SK's moving mad, you know [Chorus] CT1 to the AG, baby Straight violence when we step on road The opps crying, cah their friends in holes Stanley Yelnats, dig that hole Look at this brownie, looking like candy Excuse me darling, I mean: "Darling yo!" Darling, pardon like Harlem O But its C-Town, girl, if you know you know CT1 to the AG, baby Straight violence when we step on road The opps crying, cah their friends in holes Stanley Yelnats, dig that hole Look at this brownie, looking like candy Excuse me darling, I mean: "Darling yo!" Darling, pardon like Harlem O But its C-Town, girl, if you know you know [Verse 1] Bro bro said: "Akh, lets turn up" I told him: "Takе us to them paigon blocks" (Skrrrt) He said: "My hitta, which one?" I told him: "All four, lеts turn man off" (all of dem) New plates stolen, car its off See Askar and we're riding off My bros are skitz for the way they ride We're sliding and then skating off (stop running boy) I don't know why they talk on us, but true say, we're the talk of the town Creep up when an opp gets found Put knives in necks, so he can't make sounds Shh got his top chopped and his brain got dead I guess that trim was loud (bow) 2019 bare man got drilled by the Malis in Camden Town 3-8 spin on a young-boy, gun-boy Do a drill and then burn my clothes (burn 'em) Sorry Hooya, I ain't coming home I scored me a screamer, a golden goal (woiyoi) Pray my Salah, head down like Mo Forgive me Allah, I gotta fly up O White and B, like the panda pole That's bands like ray from a Lyca phone (ring, ring, ring) In the kitchen with a TT, GG, flick that wrist and then whip that yay (whip it) Bro do milly, go milly that flake And turn that rock, then supply on pave Trap take off in full like Migos, no recall, but I still get paid (Money) Girl give brain, give power like paddy Energy up then I'm outta ya' gaze (get outta here) [Chorus] CT1 to the AG, baby Straight violence when we step on road The opps crying, cah their friends in holes Stanley Yelnats, dig that hole Look at this brownie, looking like candy Excuse me darling, I mean: "Darling yo!" Darling, pardon like Harlem O But its C-Town, girl, if you know you know CT1 to the AG, baby Straight violence when we step on road The opps crying, cah their friends in holes Stanley Yelnats, dig that hole Look at this brownie, looking like candy Excuse me darling, I mean: "Darling yo!" Darling, pardon like Harlem O But its C-Town, girl, if you know you know [Verse 2] I don't care what they say, its he say, she say In my opinion I'm the best in drill (course I am) I just came fresh home, and I'm lurking around, circle around there for the kill (who wants it?) Twin rambizy, one Jack or Jill Fuck that, give him both from his head to his heels Any vio, wet him up like Liido and ching anyone who try tell me chill (ching) I've been bad from young like Ashley Ride out, shotgun on the backseat (backseat) Shotgun with the shotgun 12 gauge in my lap, and I'm fucking kacsi (don't come here) I don't know nuttin' about tappy Fuck a gun, lean, press it and get slappy (bow) In this concrete jungle I'm Tarzan Real Camden don't tell me about Dappy (CT1) And this bird on my balls like Totty, she just wanna ride and suck this cocky (go on then) I love when she's doing up thotty She can hold this wap, but she can't be Bonnie (no way) Slide, slide two slugs in the dotty, its more lethal when you chop it properly (bow) Or 3-8 on a young-boy, gun-boy You'll be pissed if the feds don't stop me (keep runnin boy) That's six feet down in the muddy ground Haha, that's a hi, then bye (bye) Five-door-whip, four guys in the ride Three guys jump out and then one got swiped Bare kuff, kuff and then ching, ching Real life bros so we share that glide (ching, ching) Can't rate them, but I can't blame them Cah even I'd skate if I saw us slide (boom, boom bow) [Chorus] CT1 to the AG, baby Straight violence when we step on road The opps crying, cah their friends in holes Stanley Yelnats, dig that hole Look at this brownie, looking like candy Excuse me darling, I mean: "Darling yo!" Darling, pardon like Harlem O But its C-Town, girl, if you know you know CT1 to the AG, baby Straight violence when we step on road The opps crying, cah their friends in holes Stanley Yelnats, dig that hole Look at this brownie, looking like candy Excuse me darling, I mean: "Darling yo!" Darling, pardon like Harlem O But its C-Town, girl, if you know you know