Pounded Yam

Lyrics
[Verse] Year of the real, not year of the fake Man's on road, don't care for the Jakes My G's got it there on the waist In a dance, I don't wanna rave I came for the pape's Man's not here on a wave Tryna see a little bit of sea with the side Yeah that's a whole lot of cake Tryna eat like the kid in school with the fat face Ain't got tatts on my face Man try violate then that's slap to the face Give man beats like Logic Then give man a little mixdown in QBase Don't care for the screw-face Man will go loops on base Man's in the jungle, man don't wanna catch case Run to the drum and bass Run to the yard and jam Headtop spread like jam Man will get pounded yam Me and my niggas tryna eat Man's tryna yam, yam, yam Don't want pics for the 'Gram Man's not the Eiffel Tower And man's not a cafe in 'Dam So don't try and stand with man And don't try and SnapChat man Cah man might slap-jack man And spin man's grill Wasteman like a bin man still I always win, I will Man's gone sick, better bring my pill Bare fake niggas screaming 'Keep it trill!' Tune get jacked like Jill MC's that sign on still can't get a deal I'm like 'How do you feel?' Home and away, my team we win 1-0 Come to the sets, shell a man in the grill Boy Better Know like Skeppy and Will Sixteen bars scar man like [?] Clashing me won't get you a house on the hill
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