Yu Already

Lyrics

[Intro: David Kaplan] Want me to talk? So let me tell you 'bout this cat named Uncle Milthy. That motherfucker lived on Bath Avenue. He said "Yo, you fuckin' get high at my house, you fuckin' catch an OD at my house, I throw your fuckin' ass out the window like a fuckin' garbage bag motherfucker." That's what he used to say. And then the motherfucker's on the corner smokin' dips. Newport. 20 dollars a dip a fuckin' cigarette and a little bottle will get your ass fucked up. Have you walkin' around with your arms out like a fuckin' dust muffin motherfucker [Verse: Remy Banks] Hoodie up, Yankee low, plus a nigga mind gone But you already know that Switchin' lanes on the highway Puffin' on the jet, you already know that All up on my biz like you want somethin' Actin' like I ain't the man, nigga stop frontin' Bro you bluffin', watch how I get rich Get on, stack chips, invest and I dip Been snappin' on shit like a [?] Open up to pistol, I ain't under pressure Puttin' on for my team, nothin' more, nothin' lesser By any means dawg, the Tec's on the dresser I'm out here, Queens [?] got it locked this year But I'm in the spot, G, with the light in the air World's Fair gonna pop this year But I'm in the spot, G, with the light in the air [Outro: Remy Banks] Gone far away In the galaxy beyond the distance My man, you smoke weed You get high, [?] Yo, yo [Spoken Word: David Kaplan] What you know about that? What you know about pressing and [?] in Queens? Motherfuckers smokin' dips, walkin' around like a fuckin' idiot. And I saw Leanne, your bitch named Leanne sittin' on the bench and fuckin' cryin' in [?] Park with saliva comin' outta her fuckin' mouth. Talkin' 'bout, "Yo, yo, I'm fucked up, yo, yo, I'm fucked up, yo." And then *censored*, motherfuckin' [?] catch a fuckin', oh, can't use that, oh, let me turn back the clock. Motherfuckers start throwin' fuckin' bullets, start sayin' real fuckin' names out here. Erase that shit from your memory bank ya fuckin' skank