Yung Nawrot - KUSH Lyrics

Yungy made it b!tch, yea
Try that on a track, y'all
I been popin' shawties
I been popin' crack
Nigga f*ck what they say
911 is my main (Porsche)
Feelin' into money when I bust a check
Spendin' cash like her bf never had
(He never had)
Diamonds cover neck
Tattoos cover back
All black
Louis bag full of racks
Socks full of crack
See a nigga run, flashback
Give me gun I'm crackerjack
(I'm crackerjack)
I got racks on my mind
On my mind
I got bro by my side
By my side
Bitch kill me but I'm live
Bitch kill me but I'm live
Yeah I'm live
If you need a blicky just take mine
If you need me pass me wine
And again I'm drunk
And again, and again, and again
Don't remember what she said
Yea, hit some Yungy
Ay
Hit some Yungy
Dominatin' bitch, this is all she know
Rich shit, this is all she want
She ain't care about savant
I been smokin' kush and I care about a blunt
Nigga what (what)
I got snake I my pants
I got cash on her ass
Bust a chain cuz my diamonds look like glass (glass)
Flexin' bands that her bf never had
Trippin' all my body that's new brand
Shit new brand
AP chain on my chest
Sturdy, yea, hit a dance
Birdie, yea, Birdie yea
I be just makin' grands
Her titty are implants
But I touch' em with my hands
(I touch' em with my hands)
Homicide I can't stay with them
Ridin' through the city got a AK on my lap
Pussy nigga got a strap, Louis belt
Took this nigga down, like I swished a net
Cards on a deck, I'd rather go roulette
Yea
Yungy
She suckin' my dick in a bank
I call her dollar
Bitch I'm scholar, I keep a gun in my locker
Bitch I'm knocker, I'm wide open, shotin' like Jordan, knock knock, shot shot,
Glock, glock, no scope
I wear adidas she Gucci though
I cannot f*ck with a silly hoe
2'05 I still miss that hoe
(Miss that hoe)
Yungy made it b!tch
Hit some Yungy, yea