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letra de fuck yall - yung davon

[intro]
yuh, ayy, yung davon, yung davon, ayy

[verse 1]
lot of these n-ggas and b-tches i don’t know
have problems with keeping my name out they mouth
n-ggas be talking to b-tches and simping
and kickin it with n-ggas who ain’t got no clout
n-ggas so mad, i been puffing that pack
i been ducking these hoes, i don’t know what they ’bout
n-ggas so mad as a matter of fact
i got one thing to say, keep my d-ck out your mouth
still blowing boof and i’m still off the reg
hide your girls phone, it’s yung davon again
n-ggas was treating me like i’m a pest
come to find out that them boys was some feds
come to find out that them boys was some b-tches
they talking about me, them boys on they finsta
i don’t know about ’em, i do not f-ck with ’em
i set a few goals, i just went out and did ’em
b-tches be saying yung davon so crazy
n-ggas so mad but them n-ggas just lazy
can’t trust a hoe cause these b-tches just play me
juggin’, finessin’, i grind on the daily
juggin’, finessin’, i blow on that boof
i be talking that sh-t but i only speak truth
i’ma make it so big, y’all ain’t got a d-mn clue
i’ma pack out arenas and blow off the roof, d-mn

[chorus]
cause lately, i been moving going buck wild
whole team with me talking sh-t, we give no f-cks now
b-tches used to laugh but all they wanna do is f-ck now
all my n-ggas with me, if you hate, we yelling “f-ck y’all”
f-ck y’all n-ggas and f-ck y’all hoes
i don’t trust y’all n-ggas, i don’t like you hoes
i be with my n-ggas, i be with my bros
rolling through my city, you know how sh-t goes, yuh

[verse 2]
really, we putting this sh-t on the map
tucson my city, i can’t speak no cap
really, this sh-t is way bigger than rap
n-ggas gon’ doubt, i’ma bring this sh-t back
cvteboy$ my n-ggas, we just do the most
made it this far, b-tch, i came up from doge
look back a year, man, i ain’t had no hoes
dab on a b-tch, i be hitting the coast
going so dumb, i be dealing with pressure
i’m done with the sh-t, now i’m just like whatever
i’m hot in the summer i keep on the sweater
i don’t got a girl, boy, i got me like several
lately, i had some hating n-ggas from my past
come out and tell me to grow up
n-ggas so p-ssy and n-ggas like rats
b-tch -ss n-ggas make me wanna throw up
getting this grind ’til a young n-gga blow up
b-tches, they hate me but my mood is so what
please stop the talking if you do not know us
choppin’ the sh-t, make it clean like a cold cut
n-ggas be actin like they really gang
see through you people, no, we not the same
doing this sh-t because i am the king
stick by myself, i don’t care what you think, ayy

- yung davon

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