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Youngjd - WOORLDWIIDDEE Lyrics



Youngjd - WOORLDWIIDDEE Lyrics
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Wrist rocking like a kingpin
Diamonds white like it's coke on me
Cross around me, if he tries and touches it, then we cross him out like the pope around me
I see what you don't see
Festival, do it overseas
2 am in my bedroom, I'm performing to front row seats
Boy, I kick shit, f*ck a goalie
Gotta white girl doing nosebleeds
No, I don't got an OC, you don't know me, not my homie, not my broly
And the choppa shoots like Ginobili, gotta heatseeker for a phony
At the top, really where I'm gonna be, y'all can't slow me
I got foreign's sliding around like chargers
Bad bitches taking off their garters
I got the best exotic on the market
I got an opp looking like a target
They won't retaliate for what I said
Still, I got foenem who hop out and spark it
Never slow down till the crown on my head
Book me a show, I'm gonna sell out the garden
I'ma go sell out arenas
Do it for Gina
Book you a feature
Swipe you a visa
Feel like I'm future
4 in the liter
Say they gon' shoot you
They don't got heaters
I'm on they speakers
They on the bleachers
I keep it 100, boy, I got a fever
Came up from nothing, boy, I'll be the leader
Still on my hustle, boy, I got a reason
Learned how to hustle
I came out the muscle
I slide in this muscle
And show I got muscle
I'm strapped like a dike if he really want tussle
She ride like a bike said she want her a duffle
She digging for gold, and I don't even got it yet
She thinks that I'm up on a private jet
Really, I ain't even up in my profit yet
I'ma keep running to blue in my sonic bag
He in the sun if I fire no Pontiac
Say they about motion, they really just lolligag
I popped an eddy, I'm tweaking off Apple Jacks
Send me the addy, this K Pop like BNYX
Say that she love me, I promise we never met
Bank on me losing, you probably should never bet
I know some foe who got killed over different sets
Only sets I'll kill the ones at the music fests
I'm on a different
A different motherf*cking wavelength and shit
(This shit worldwide)
Bigger than my city shit
(This shit worldwide)
Bigger than my
Bigger than my state shit
(This shit worldwide)
Bigger than my
My whole country shit
(This shit worldwide)
This shit worldwide
Ayy, ayy, hold on, this shit worldwide
I gotta hit on my hands, and chick wanting bands, it's a heater whenever I don't try
I gotta stick to the plan or I won't shine
Never gonna stop like I can't see the road signs
Never like Ye, I ain't never gonna slow drive
44 cal, it be stretching his coat size
40 sum bands, that's his motherf*cking blow price
Think she a shooter, the way this bitch blow pipe
He 'bout to drip, and he ain't wearing no ice
That's 'cause we got that boy crushed like it's orange sprite
They don't get out of my hair, haters born lice
All my shit epic, you'd think I made Fortnite
This shit is triple X like it's a porn site
Chop sees the future, that bitch got like four sights
I'll take the highroad
Only way up to my destination
GPS don't help the navigation
Really, I need me an explanation
Why those
Haters stay talking 'bout me while I'm running shit
Stack me a hundred, my money like Chamberlain
Eating from anywhere, I'm on my catering
Stick in the ride, but I drive automatic
I stay on my vert, I need me a new Patek
This heat put in work, call this lil' bitch Dragic
Or give it a nickname, I'll call this shit Dragon
'Cause it's spitting fire like me on the mic
Want smoke, I'm a look like a thief in the night
I stay in they ear, all my music like Tyson
I hit like Lil Boat, only there for one night
Eagle eyes, I'm America's rapper
Demon time, I can't move like a pastor
Love the high, every night I be blasted
Suicide, that's the doors on the Phantom
360 'cause I spin shit but I never sign a 360 deal
All the artists get how I really feel
Like the Wizards player, I need bigger bills
In my dreams and nightmares, i'm still counting mills
But my dreams got me in a higher life
Every dream I have makes me wanna fight
Every dream I have, I'ma live it twice
Fly as a bird when I move through the trap
Ain't about the money, I won't pick up the phone
SoFaygo chop, it take you off the map
Sheck Wes, how I'm moving, you know I got hoes
Stick to the code
F*ck the patrol
Feel like I'm Kendrick
This game I control
F*ck up a friendship
If they don't got goals
All for a mention
They dropping morals
Say they supporters
Until I reach out
Now they reach for the cheese, and I block them all out
They ain't snaking to me, I can hear when they slither
I flip that boy over like he was Blizzard
I pipe shit, strike shit, fight shit, hop on a stage and I light shit, boy, I'm the nicest
Ice on my left wrist, right wrist, I gotta flight, in that time I'll be writing
BNYX world, they all working on dying
But I almost die when I work, so one day I'll be thriving
If he wanting beef, I don't think in the slightest
We run through with sticks like we members of ISIS
This choppa stay gay, how it take off your top, you would think it be yelling out "hi sis"
If I keep on dropping and don't hit the top, then I swear that shit gonna be a crisis
This shit Worldwide, I connect cross the globe, all my shit gotta move like Verizon
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English

Wrist rocking like a kingpin
Diamonds white like it's coke on me
Cross around me, if he tries and touches it, then we cross him out like the pope around me
I see what you don't see
Festival, do it overseas
2 am in my bedroom, I'm performing to front row seats
Boy, I kick shit, f*ck a goalie
Gotta white girl doing nosebleeds
No, I don't got an OC, you don't know me, not my homie, not my broly
And the choppa shoots like Ginobili, gotta heatseeker for a phony
At the top, really where I'm gonna be, y'all can't slow me
I got foreign's sliding around like chargers
Bad bitches taking off their garters
I got the best exotic on the market
I got an opp looking like a target
They won't retaliate for what I said
Still, I got foenem who hop out and spark it
Never slow down till the crown on my head
Book me a show, I'm gonna sell out the garden
I'ma go sell out arenas
Do it for Gina
Book you a feature
Swipe you a visa
Feel like I'm future
4 in the liter
Say they gon' shoot you
They don't got heaters
I'm on they speakers
They on the bleachers
I keep it 100, boy, I got a fever
Came up from nothing, boy, I'll be the leader
Still on my hustle, boy, I got a reason
Learned how to hustle
I came out the muscle
I slide in this muscle
And show I got muscle
I'm strapped like a dike if he really want tussle
She ride like a bike said she want her a duffle
She digging for gold, and I don't even got it yet
She thinks that I'm up on a private jet
Really, I ain't even up in my profit yet
I'ma keep running to blue in my sonic bag
He in the sun if I fire no Pontiac
Say they about motion, they really just lolligag
I popped an eddy, I'm tweaking off Apple Jacks
Send me the addy, this K Pop like BNYX
Say that she love me, I promise we never met
Bank on me losing, you probably should never bet
I know some foe who got killed over different sets
Only sets I'll kill the ones at the music fests
I'm on a different
A different motherf*cking wavelength and shit
(This shit worldwide)
Bigger than my city shit
(This shit worldwide)
Bigger than my
Bigger than my state shit
(This shit worldwide)
Bigger than my
My whole country shit
(This shit worldwide)
This shit worldwide
Ayy, ayy, hold on, this shit worldwide
I gotta hit on my hands, and chick wanting bands, it's a heater whenever I don't try
I gotta stick to the plan or I won't shine
Never gonna stop like I can't see the road signs
Never like Ye, I ain't never gonna slow drive
44 cal, it be stretching his coat size
40 sum bands, that's his motherf*cking blow price
Think she a shooter, the way this bitch blow pipe
He 'bout to drip, and he ain't wearing no ice
That's 'cause we got that boy crushed like it's orange sprite
They don't get out of my hair, haters born lice
All my shit epic, you'd think I made Fortnite
This shit is triple X like it's a porn site
Chop sees the future, that bitch got like four sights
I'll take the highroad
Only way up to my destination
GPS don't help the navigation
Really, I need me an explanation
Why those
Haters stay talking 'bout me while I'm running shit
Stack me a hundred, my money like Chamberlain
Eating from anywhere, I'm on my catering
Stick in the ride, but I drive automatic
I stay on my vert, I need me a new Patek
This heat put in work, call this lil' bitch Dragic
Or give it a nickname, I'll call this shit Dragon
'Cause it's spitting fire like me on the mic
Want smoke, I'm a look like a thief in the night
I stay in they ear, all my music like Tyson
I hit like Lil Boat, only there for one night
Eagle eyes, I'm America's rapper
Demon time, I can't move like a pastor
Love the high, every night I be blasted
Suicide, that's the doors on the Phantom
360 'cause I spin shit but I never sign a 360 deal
All the artists get how I really feel
Like the Wizards player, I need bigger bills
In my dreams and nightmares, i'm still counting mills
But my dreams got me in a higher life
Every dream I have makes me wanna fight
Every dream I have, I'ma live it twice
Fly as a bird when I move through the trap
Ain't about the money, I won't pick up the phone
SoFaygo chop, it take you off the map
Sheck Wes, how I'm moving, you know I got hoes
Stick to the code
F*ck the patrol
Feel like I'm Kendrick
This game I control
F*ck up a friendship
If they don't got goals
All for a mention
They dropping morals
Say they supporters
Until I reach out
Now they reach for the cheese, and I block them all out
They ain't snaking to me, I can hear when they slither
I flip that boy over like he was Blizzard
I pipe shit, strike shit, fight shit, hop on a stage and I light shit, boy, I'm the nicest
Ice on my left wrist, right wrist, I gotta flight, in that time I'll be writing
BNYX world, they all working on dying
But I almost die when I work, so one day I'll be thriving
If he wanting beef, I don't think in the slightest
We run through with sticks like we members of ISIS
This choppa stay gay, how it take off your top, you would think it be yelling out "hi sis"
If I keep on dropping and don't hit the top, then I swear that shit gonna be a crisis
This shit Worldwide, I connect cross the globe, all my shit gotta move like Verizon
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Writer: Nathan Dutton
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