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YungxJxyy - Myself Lyrics



YungxJxyy - Myself Lyrics
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"Nicasso"
(Yea, don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself)
(Don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself)
(Don't f*ck with niggas I stay to my)
(I stay to my, stay to my,)
(Don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself)
"I love you Jayy"
I don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself
Chasing this cheddar but rats love to tell
F*ck what you heard, nigga f*ck how you feel
And if you want smoke then you gon' get dealt
Bad bitch and she rocking Chanel
Designer my waist B.B Simon my belt
Know some niggas on the corner that sell
15 When my dad was in jail
And f*ck all my teachers that thought I would fail
Now niggas want features following my trails
And I got these bitches blowin' up my cell
Got too many bands I might need me a scale
Popping these pills, yea they numbing the pain
Peel off the seal, yea I'm sippin' on drank
Niggas don't like me it's f*ck they think
F*ck on a baddie she screaming my name
I need a Tesla or a SRT
Niggas gotta catch up tryna be like me
We not bout' talking nigga drop the Addy
You gon' be dead and your family not happy
Keep thinking you gangsta when we catch you lacking
The choppa gon' pop you like pimple no acne
Slide in a Uber the f*ck is a taxi?
Bitch I keep my Ruger we shoot from the backseat
Designer I'm dripping, these niggas so tacky
Choppa round applause, it get to clapping
Pull up like State Farm, I don't wear khakis
Eres Mi Vida, yea she call me daddy
I got the recipe no Krabby Patty
VIP nigga yes I am real fancy
Y'all better go f*ck with Jayy, he need to get my co-sign
Bars, on point
Nigga for his preset on point (Preset go hard)
Adlibs definitely on point, nigga what?
Everything was on point (Yea)
I f*ck with it (Dude got his own sound)
On me that shit hard as f*ck
I f*ck with you Jayy
Move to the top, can't be stuck at the bottom
Watch what you tell me, these hollows gon' follow
I know that it's summer, but I'm craving Autumn
These f*ck niggas pitiful, they full of sorrow
Stacking my money, I'm chasing these commas
Mercedes G Wagon, get that for my momma
My nina' real mean cause it spit like a llama
No internet beef I don't mess with the drama
I am that nigga but I had to change
She said she love me, I'm stuck in my ways
Shorty I'm not the same
"Omg it's Jayy"
I got mob ties, cartel
I did it on my own with no help and it feels like I'm living in hell
And I don't f*ck with niggas so I stay to my
I don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself
Chasing this cheddar but rats love to tell
F*ck what you heard, nigga f*ck how you feel
And if you want smoke then you gon' get dealt
Bad bitch and she rocking Chanel
Designer my waist B.B Simon my belt
Know some niggas on the corner that sell
15 When my dad was in jail
And f*ck all my teachers that thought I would fail
Now niggas want features following my trails
And I got these bitches blowing up my cell
Got too many bands I might need me a scale
Popping these pills, yea they numbing the pain
Peel off the seal, yea I'm sippin' on drank
Niggas don't like me it's f*ck they think
F*ck on a baddie she screaming my name
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"Nicasso"
(Yea, don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself)
(Don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself)
(Don't f*ck with niggas I stay to my)
(I stay to my, stay to my,)
(Don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself)
"I love you Jayy"
I don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself
Chasing this cheddar but rats love to tell
F*ck what you heard, nigga f*ck how you feel
And if you want smoke then you gon' get dealt
Bad bitch and she rocking Chanel
Designer my waist B.B Simon my belt
Know some niggas on the corner that sell
15 When my dad was in jail
And f*ck all my teachers that thought I would fail
Now niggas want features following my trails
And I got these bitches blowin' up my cell
Got too many bands I might need me a scale
Popping these pills, yea they numbing the pain
Peel off the seal, yea I'm sippin' on drank
Niggas don't like me it's f*ck they think
F*ck on a baddie she screaming my name
I need a Tesla or a SRT
Niggas gotta catch up tryna be like me
We not bout' talking nigga drop the Addy
You gon' be dead and your family not happy
Keep thinking you gangsta when we catch you lacking
The choppa gon' pop you like pimple no acne
Slide in a Uber the f*ck is a taxi?
Bitch I keep my Ruger we shoot from the backseat
Designer I'm dripping, these niggas so tacky
Choppa round applause, it get to clapping
Pull up like State Farm, I don't wear khakis
Eres Mi Vida, yea she call me daddy
I got the recipe no Krabby Patty
VIP nigga yes I am real fancy
Y'all better go f*ck with Jayy, he need to get my co-sign
Bars, on point
Nigga for his preset on point (Preset go hard)
Adlibs definitely on point, nigga what?
Everything was on point (Yea)
I f*ck with it (Dude got his own sound)
On me that shit hard as f*ck
I f*ck with you Jayy
Move to the top, can't be stuck at the bottom
Watch what you tell me, these hollows gon' follow
I know that it's summer, but I'm craving Autumn
These f*ck niggas pitiful, they full of sorrow
Stacking my money, I'm chasing these commas
Mercedes G Wagon, get that for my momma
My nina' real mean cause it spit like a llama
No internet beef I don't mess with the drama
I am that nigga but I had to change
She said she love me, I'm stuck in my ways
Shorty I'm not the same
"Omg it's Jayy"
I got mob ties, cartel
I did it on my own with no help and it feels like I'm living in hell
And I don't f*ck with niggas so I stay to my
I don't f*ck with niggas I stay to myself
Chasing this cheddar but rats love to tell
F*ck what you heard, nigga f*ck how you feel
And if you want smoke then you gon' get dealt
Bad bitch and she rocking Chanel
Designer my waist B.B Simon my belt
Know some niggas on the corner that sell
15 When my dad was in jail
And f*ck all my teachers that thought I would fail
Now niggas want features following my trails
And I got these bitches blowing up my cell
Got too many bands I might need me a scale
Popping these pills, yea they numbing the pain
Peel off the seal, yea I'm sippin' on drank
Niggas don't like me it's f*ck they think
F*ck on a baddie she screaming my name
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Writer: Jontue Hayter
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