Testo Shmunk - Yeat feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Testo della canzone Shmunk (Yeat feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album AftërLyfe
Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)
Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)
Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)
I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties
(Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah)
Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaired, thrice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all
I was sellin' them drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah)
I was yellin' with thugs (Thugs), we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)
I've been pullin' up in big whips, yeah, y'all still smokin'
Runtz (Skrrt)
Yeah, whole lotta money, lil' bitch (Shh), I got a bunch
(Yeah, I got a bunch)
I don't even need no security, I got guns (Shh, I got guns)
I need me a moment of clarity, I'm movin' these tons
(I'm movin' these tons, shh-ah, shh-ah)
Pulled up in a frog-eyed Bentley, with the big boy drum
Yeah, talk down on the mob who gon' get you sprung
(Get you sprung)
Yeah, and I boot up for fun (Fun), do that shit for fun
(Shit for fun)
Yeah, reloadin' my shit, yeah, but I go to the sun (Go to the sun)
Travelin' round with thugs, yeah, we number one (We number one)
Brr, I hit his bitch ass up, yeah, just like a blunt (Brr)
Brr, I'm so cold, my diamonds negative one (One)
I got big lil' bitch, wanna send that bitch, wanna thrive
I ain't listen to nobody's shit, I'ma live my life, my life
I better boot up and just play the night, man, that boy is a spike
I'm in the Urus, that big body steppin'
That bitch 'bout a knife, slice
Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)
Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)
Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)
I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties
(Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah)
Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaire, thrice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all
Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall
(Watch 'em fall, fall)
I was sellin' them drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah)
I was yellin' with thugs, we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)
Rich on rich, poppin' eight-hundred
Pull up with sticks, and then got a whole hundred
Get this bitch covered, I tap her bumper
I know the bitch, only want her some money
I get the bitch, and I catch me a baddy
Pull up in her trap, and I pop it, and pat it
She fuck with my diamonds, I fuck with her Gotti
Then I need to buy me a brand new big-body Benz
Ain't comin' in if they ain't at the shooter's end
Been feelin' myself, I just mixed my shake
Better get this shit tailored, I'm a pink, pink van
Pray your whole clique get spint
Pray your whole clique get shot, bitch, leave the bitch back in
I just be gunnin' on show, mama, I get a big back in
Scary-ass nigga, I don't wanna run, woah, hit my friend
Hit my five, my slime, my blunt, my no, he not Kim
Got the bitch here
I spent two on her skin, said she wanna do it again
I got them M's and I do it again, got the bitch jawbreakin'
Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)
Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)
Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)
I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties
(Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah)
Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaired, thrice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all
Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall
(Watch 'em fall, fall)
I was sellin' them drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah)
I was yellin' with thugs (Thugs), we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)
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Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Noah Smith, Zion Miller, Liam Barnea
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