letra de my year - yng kay
(slayworld soldier)
“arianna dont wanna call”
goooo!
chorus
huh
i keep a pole case a n-gga goin try
yeah p-ssy boy fly high speak on my brothers somebody goin die
she tryna f-ck but i swear she a dight
i swear my n-ggas be on go!
yeah she know a n-gga i be like a sensei
we ran through his spot and he ran like a relay
i ain’t never been no cheapskate
yo pockets be really need to behave
all my n-ggas they switched on me feel like i’m betrayed
got yo b-tch she finna be slayed
and yo pockets be hurting boy you need to behave
and i see yo knew n-gga he a feen
yeah i got number nine my jeans
we goin make him run we goin make that p-ssy n-gga flea
i feel like izaya i feel like the goat
i could never put no trust in no hoe
ain’t talking no money boy you gotta go
yeah sipping that dirty sprite dirty dan
yeah i f-ck on yo b-tch and i knew she a fan
p-ssy boy i ain’t yo n-gga and b-tch i ain’t yo f-cking man
glock get hot n-gga pakistan!
we got glock’s out call me kan
xd on me and that b-tch top tier
man their is no man i fear
i f-ck that hoe once then i disappear
yo b-tch give me top when im switching gears
i feel like jame’s in the cavaliers
i’m going up like its me year!
chorus
huh
i keep a pole case a n-gga goin try
yeah p-ssy boy fly high speak on my brothers somebody goin die
she tryna f-ck but i swear she a dight
i swear my n-ggas be on go!
yeah she know a n-gga i be like a sensei
we ran through his spot and he ran like a relay
i ain’t never been no cheapskate
yo pockets be really need to behave
all my n-ggas they switched on me feel like i’m betrayed
got yo b-tch she finna be slayed
and yo pockets be hurting boy you need to behave
and i see yo knew n-gga he a feen
yeah i got number nine my jeans
we goin make him run we goin make that p-ssy n-gga flea
i feel like izaya i feel like the goat
i could never put no trust in no hoe
ain’t talking no money boy you gotta go
yeah sipping that dirty sprite dirty dan
yeah i f-ck on yo b-tch and i knew she a fan
p-ssy boy i ain’t yo n-gga and b-tch i ain’t yo f-cking man
glock get hot n-gga pakistan!
we got glock’s out call me kan
xd on me and that b-tch top tier
man their is no man i fear
i f-ck that hoe once then i disappear
yo b-tch give me top when i’m switching gears
i feel like jame’s in the cavaliers
i’m going up like its me year!
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