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YCK - Voluntary Arrest Lyrics



YCK - Voluntary Arrest Lyrics




I don't give a f*ck I don't give a f*ck what you say
Falling to arrest I've been huffing down this butane
I've been on this trip I've been going up and through space
Got a couple secrets what I'm hiding in the suitcase

YCK till the grave
Got a few things in the safe
You nothing special keep riding that wave
Till the moment it crashes and taken away

F*ck with no others my circle is small
Hit up my number but no I don't call
I don't get bothered when I've been alone
Cause it gives me the reason to get off my phone

Call up the carpenter close up the coffin
And bitch I've been fresher than shit you been poppin
Follow the trends and keep up with the latest
You bitches are sheep and you don't know what great is

Caught up in black from the dark I attack
Bitch I'm here long term and I'm picking up slack
I don't sing or rap I just move with the brush
I just make gold from everything I touch

I don't give a f*ck I don't give a f*ck what you say
Falling to arrest I've been huffing down this butane
I've been on this trip I've been going up and through space
Got a couple secrets what I'm hiding in the suitcase

Hop out a coupe brought down the roof
I don't give a f*ck what a bitch gonna do
Waste all the weed so take what you need
That you're gonna flip back when you slang on the street

Stains on the sheets that we see blacklight
Gonna stutter up with a verse that you can't write
Stoned out my mind when I'm out at night
Got lead in my lungs but it's called graphite

Unoriginal so predictable
Try and diss me but I've been unkillable
I'm a sick f*ck I've been unfixable
I'm putting no thought into every syllable

Hop round the room when I write every verse
While I count down now bitch I got plenty words
Copacobana smoking out a banana
A motherf*cking radiated touch got from the gamma

I don't give a f*ck I don't give a f*ck what you say
Falling to arrest I've been huffing down this butane
I've been on this trip I've been going up and through space
Got a couple secrets what I'm hiding in the suitcase
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I don't give a f*ck I don't give a f*ck what you say
Falling to arrest I've been huffing down this butane
I've been on this trip I've been going up and through space
Got a couple secrets what I'm hiding in the suitcase

YCK till the grave
Got a few things in the safe
You nothing special keep riding that wave
Till the moment it crashes and taken away

F*ck with no others my circle is small
Hit up my number but no I don't call
I don't get bothered when I've been alone
Cause it gives me the reason to get off my phone

Call up the carpenter close up the coffin
And bitch I've been fresher than shit you been poppin
Follow the trends and keep up with the latest
You bitches are sheep and you don't know what great is

Caught up in black from the dark I attack
Bitch I'm here long term and I'm picking up slack
I don't sing or rap I just move with the brush
I just make gold from everything I touch

I don't give a f*ck I don't give a f*ck what you say
Falling to arrest I've been huffing down this butane
I've been on this trip I've been going up and through space
Got a couple secrets what I'm hiding in the suitcase

Hop out a coupe brought down the roof
I don't give a f*ck what a bitch gonna do
Waste all the weed so take what you need
That you're gonna flip back when you slang on the street

Stains on the sheets that we see blacklight
Gonna stutter up with a verse that you can't write
Stoned out my mind when I'm out at night
Got lead in my lungs but it's called graphite

Unoriginal so predictable
Try and diss me but I've been unkillable
I'm a sick f*ck I've been unfixable
I'm putting no thought into every syllable

Hop round the room when I write every verse
While I count down now bitch I got plenty words
Copacobana smoking out a banana
A motherf*cking radiated touch got from the gamma

I don't give a f*ck I don't give a f*ck what you say
Falling to arrest I've been huffing down this butane
I've been on this trip I've been going up and through space
Got a couple secrets what I'm hiding in the suitcase
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Performed By: YCK
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Y K

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