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letra de protect my millions - yrn lingo

[hook – yrn lingo]
protecting my millions from these n-ggas
protecting my millions from these n-ggas cause they always tryna plan something
protecting my millions from these n-ggas
protecting my millions from these n-ggas cause they always tryna plan something
what you tryna do? what you tryna prove?
n-gga always tryna break the rules, n-gga always tryna make the news
n-gga always tryna get a name, n-gga always tryna have the fame
n-gga always tryna change the game, can you see the gold in my chain?

[verse 1 – yrn lingo]
n-gga always tryna be som’n, n-gga always tryna touch som’n
n-gga always tryna bust som’n, n-gga you know i don’t f-ck with ya
n-gga always tryna be with ya, n-gga always tryna creep with ya
n-gga always tryna see with ya
get back n-gga ‘fore i pop the trunk
and you know the hundred round gon’ thump
i’m going crazy, grab my chopper, add my laser
i’m finna take a vacation, to the bahamas and get up my racks
throw up b-tches that she bring another back
p-ssy -ss n-gga creeping in a cadillac
n-gga i do not care what you sayin’
n-gga i do not care what you sayin’
are you putting money in my hands?
stacks on top of stacks with rubber bands?
my hands are so hot need to cool down
carry the stick while i’m in town
shut the f-ck up n-gga, lay down
chopper make you dance, james brown

[verse 2 – skippa da flippa]
can you see the gold in my chain
had cash money when i was plain jane
twin turbos and forgi’d the f-cking range
got to pour four just to maintain
you want to be noticed, i want to be rich
i still came up quick, you a thick money mitch
flippa the ho doctor, you think i’m hitch
she’ll transport the dope if you give her some d-ck
me and lingo we just throwing c notes
so many bags, i think i’m eagles
count so much money till my fingers tingle
og christmas tree like mr. jingles
navigator same color akon
golden gun, no james bond
call of duty scope but you won’t resp-wn
triple wrap a hundred, stash it in the pond

[verse 3 – rich the kid]
p-ssy n-gga want to try something
chopper extendo the hand gun
b-tch you fussy cause a n-gga made it
wearing two rolexs, i got plenty paper
protecting my millions, hand me the blue benjamins in the ceiling
they trust these b-tches, i just overnight em
rolex bezel, it got plenty diamonds
little n-gga, i was really juuging
kitchen cooking, i’mma whip it, flip it
lingo got the roof missing
f-ck your b-tch, bust up on her t-tties
see the backpack scar like guwop
me against the world like 2pac
in the trap, rerock with the two glocks
i’m a real trap n-gga, that’s a straight drop

- yrn lingo

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