yung bandz pt 2

Lyrics

[Intro] I (Uh-oh) I-I love you [Chorus] Everything fully, I don't fuck with semi (Oooh, gang) Me & Quez sliding in a Hemi (Uh-oh, Bitch) I ain't Fetty Wap, I don't sip no Remy (Oooh) When I see Sherm, I'ma take his fi' Slap a bitch, 'cause she blew my high (Uh-oh) This mac jam, he apple pie These nigga pussy, they can't come outside (Oooh) Hop out with a 40 and shit (Uh-oh) I'ma trap it out til I'm 40 and shit These niggas snitching, they reporting and shit I'll fuck your bitch on recording and shit (Oooh) [Verse] I got Japan shit, what? That nigga not on shit, damn I catch him out, be a waste lit I'm bearing arms like a armpit I'm on my Lonely, in these fucking Ricks He tryna backdoor, he not fucking slick Tryna backdoor, you gon' need another plan Damn, got a cooling system on a fucking fan What? He left his head, [?], wrapped like saran I was fucked up in the crib eating Raisin Bran, aye (I was fucked up in the crib eating Raisin Bran) [Chorus] Everything fully, I don't fuck with semi (Oooh, gang) Me & Quez sliding in a Hemi (Uh-oh, Bitch) I ain't Fetty Wap, I don't sip no Remy (Oooh) When I see Sherm, I'ma take his fi' Slap a bitch, 'cause she blew my high (Uh-oh) This mac jam, he apple pie These niggas pussy, they can't come outside (Oooh) Hop out with a 40 and shit (Uh-oh) I'ma trap it out til I'm 40 and shit These niggas snitching, they reporting and shit I'll fuck your bitch on recording and shit (Oooh)