Yeah
Alright
Aye
In the trap right now
With a Glock with a extension on it
Too many pounds round
So we always gotta bag up
Freak lil bitch
Told her bend it over
Back it up
Blowin' big woods in the club
Bitch I'm high as f*ck
They ain't check me at the front
So you know I got it touch
Try one of my guys
You'll get ya head cussed
Hollow tips at your noggen
If you try to rush
Bag just touched down
You ain't gotta touch
Bitch you know it's a Fee
If you tryna f*ck
Hoes Aint tryna get on grind
Gotta speak some facts
When we speak about mines
You know I'ma tax
If you tryna get a dime
Just relax
We ain't doin' no crimes
Aye
Nigga it's whatever
Before my brother got locked
He was on two tethers
Nigga
I'm a big stepper
Balenciagas on my shoes
These are not sketches
Put a bitch on the blade
You wanna come get her
If she charged for the pussy
I did not hit her
I only want the hoe
If she can make me richer
Yeah
Wood to the face
No cosign
I was on that block
With the front line
And I had to get up
On my grind
And these niggas
Try to take my damn shine
Badass bitch
With the thick tits
Hold on
She had to do a little dip
Me and my niggas
We don't trip
If she wanna cook
She go take a trip
Nigga she don't want you
She wanna be my bitch
I don't want the hoe
I'm tryna get rich
She seen the doors open
Now she tryna get in
Spanish lil hoe
Think she Puerto Rican
Tryna set the play
Bitch what was you thinkin'
Up the Glock
On them
Ain't no more thinkin
Zazs burnin
Got the Car Rican
Whisper in her ear
Like why is you even
Hornitos
In her system
Got the hoe singing
Tell your friend
I'm the one
She should believe in
Tasmanian devil
When we spend
Your block
Gone end up like ghost land
They start to pay attention
When we set trends
She said she wanna f*ck
Gotta bring a friend
If she lookin' like
That's a plus then
Pussy gon' fart
When the back bend
Know we got the best
Prices tap in
Get it gone
Then get it back in
You lil niggas
Still ain't get a bag in
It's 2024
You niggas broke
But still laughin
Yeah
We really havin it
Bust a play down
Put a 20 in the cabinet
With that disrespectful shit
Me and my niggas not havin' it
Bust a nigga in his lip
He need a bandage
Plottin' on me and my niggas
To get you stabbed quick
Back in my city
All of my niggas
Keep ratchets
That weed that just
About to smoke
I been had it
Glock .44
Gotta blast it like a cannon
YLB RAM55 - Right now (feat. $tone Tip) Lyrics
YLB RAM55 - Right now (feat. $tone Tip) Lyrics
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Yeah
Alright
Aye
In the trap right now
With a Glock with a extension on it
Too many pounds round
So we always gotta bag up
Freak lil bitch
Told her bend it over
Back it up
Blowin' big woods in the club
Bitch I'm high as f*ck
They ain't check me at the front
So you know I got it touch
Try one of my guys
You'll get ya head cussed
Hollow tips at your noggen
If you try to rush
Bag just touched down
You ain't gotta touch
Bitch you know it's a Fee
If you tryna f*ck
Hoes Aint tryna get on grind
Gotta speak some facts
When we speak about mines
You know I'ma tax
If you tryna get a dime
Just relax
We ain't doin' no crimes
Aye
Nigga it's whatever
Before my brother got locked
He was on two tethers
Nigga
I'm a big stepper
Balenciagas on my shoes
These are not sketches
Put a bitch on the blade
You wanna come get her
If she charged for the pussy
I did not hit her
I only want the hoe
If she can make me richer
Yeah
Wood to the face
No cosign
I was on that block
With the front line
And I had to get up
On my grind
And these niggas
Try to take my damn shine
Badass bitch
With the thick tits
Hold on
She had to do a little dip
Me and my niggas
We don't trip
If she wanna cook
She go take a trip
Nigga she don't want you
She wanna be my bitch
I don't want the hoe
I'm tryna get rich
She seen the doors open
Now she tryna get in
Spanish lil hoe
Think she Puerto Rican
Tryna set the play
Bitch what was you thinkin'
Up the Glock
On them
Ain't no more thinkin
Zazs burnin
Got the Car Rican
Whisper in her ear
Like why is you even
Hornitos
In her system
Got the hoe singing
Tell your friend
I'm the one
She should believe in
Tasmanian devil
When we spend
Your block
Gone end up like ghost land
They start to pay attention
When we set trends
She said she wanna f*ck
Gotta bring a friend
If she lookin' like
That's a plus then
Pussy gon' fart
When the back bend
Know we got the best
Prices tap in
Get it gone
Then get it back in
You lil niggas
Still ain't get a bag in
It's 2024
You niggas broke
But still laughin
Yeah
We really havin it
Bust a play down
Put a 20 in the cabinet
With that disrespectful shit
Me and my niggas not havin' it
Bust a nigga in his lip
He need a bandage
Plottin' on me and my niggas
To get you stabbed quick
Back in my city
All of my niggas
Keep ratchets
That weed that just
About to smoke
I been had it
Glock .44
Gotta blast it like a cannon
Alright
Aye
In the trap right now
With a Glock with a extension on it
Too many pounds round
So we always gotta bag up
Freak lil bitch
Told her bend it over
Back it up
Blowin' big woods in the club
Bitch I'm high as f*ck
They ain't check me at the front
So you know I got it touch
Try one of my guys
You'll get ya head cussed
Hollow tips at your noggen
If you try to rush
Bag just touched down
You ain't gotta touch
Bitch you know it's a Fee
If you tryna f*ck
Hoes Aint tryna get on grind
Gotta speak some facts
When we speak about mines
You know I'ma tax
If you tryna get a dime
Just relax
We ain't doin' no crimes
Aye
Nigga it's whatever
Before my brother got locked
He was on two tethers
Nigga
I'm a big stepper
Balenciagas on my shoes
These are not sketches
Put a bitch on the blade
You wanna come get her
If she charged for the pussy
I did not hit her
I only want the hoe
If she can make me richer
Yeah
Wood to the face
No cosign
I was on that block
With the front line
And I had to get up
On my grind
And these niggas
Try to take my damn shine
Badass bitch
With the thick tits
Hold on
She had to do a little dip
Me and my niggas
We don't trip
If she wanna cook
She go take a trip
Nigga she don't want you
She wanna be my bitch
I don't want the hoe
I'm tryna get rich
She seen the doors open
Now she tryna get in
Spanish lil hoe
Think she Puerto Rican
Tryna set the play
Bitch what was you thinkin'
Up the Glock
On them
Ain't no more thinkin
Zazs burnin
Got the Car Rican
Whisper in her ear
Like why is you even
Hornitos
In her system
Got the hoe singing
Tell your friend
I'm the one
She should believe in
Tasmanian devil
When we spend
Your block
Gone end up like ghost land
They start to pay attention
When we set trends
She said she wanna f*ck
Gotta bring a friend
If she lookin' like
That's a plus then
Pussy gon' fart
When the back bend
Know we got the best
Prices tap in
Get it gone
Then get it back in
You lil niggas
Still ain't get a bag in
It's 2024
You niggas broke
But still laughin
Yeah
We really havin it
Bust a play down
Put a 20 in the cabinet
With that disrespectful shit
Me and my niggas not havin' it
Bust a nigga in his lip
He need a bandage
Plottin' on me and my niggas
To get you stabbed quick
Back in my city
All of my niggas
Keep ratchets
That weed that just
About to smoke
I been had it
Glock .44
Gotta blast it like a cannon
Writer: Daishawn Lee
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