Y-D-N

Lyrics

[Verse: 1:Meyhem Lauren] Late night scramble, flip work 'Gram handle Breaking night moving polite think like a vandal Breeze quite become one with the elements Take steps with elegance. Lord, we move elephants Fast forward fast talking, fast women, fast living Fast money still winning Life's real shit happens be a man deal with it Them niggas lying if they said I wasn't real with it Career criminal, liquefy mineral being bad pimpin Grams on the digital dress code immaculate architect accurate, Sharp like a hatchet tip fly ship We had to get [Verse 2:Raekwon] Ayo I poltergeist shit against the shop A specialist Ayo quick fast to tackle your heart See my full finger ring in my trench all Louis, shorty Louis rich and his niggas is nice Yo we rock Wallabies shoe dice bag a couple bats Them bitches got money We sitting in the trap blowing good herbal See the green in my circle they puff this some blowing up is I just lurk and catch a bag on these niggas I'm nervously ill yo all my jury is ill that's real Kick a hole in the crunchy chump Jumping a Jag' and miau Blowing block We doing the south [Verse 3:Meyhem Lauren] Crazy bitches got me faking my death they can't take that I left 'Cause every day I had them taken my flesh I move superior , part of my lifestyle. We right now Hand-fed right in the bed, flooded with iced out 730 bitches that lock and cut loose Make me hop right in my ride and chuck those Move forward, keep winning I'm a champion at Gucci footed with a champion bop Fuck with me