YUNG PO - PLAYAS FROM DA HIMALAYAS
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{Verse 1: YUNG PO}
Catch me sippin' on this syrup while these bustas start to worship real motherfuckin' teens on the scene
Before you suckers group up in the motherfuckin' coop
Rollin' me a fuckin' whip while I'm bumpin' on this group
Lil' soldier speakin' truth and I'm rollin' with the crew
Slab draggin' down south is how we motherfuckin' do
Big chains and grills too, wheels spinnin' like my head off the wheel
Ever since I was a kid, I've been strapped with the heat
When you fuckin' with the best, ain't no rain, no fuckin' test
Cause I'm comin' hard with this .357 to your chest
While I'm out here smokin' dope, eyes red and fuckin' low
Man, your drink makes me slow, got the slab rollin' forty four
{Verse 2: VA$H}
I need some saturation, aha
I'm runnin' out of patience, yeah
I need some syrup, ease my mind for these pussies fakin'
They can't tell a G from a pussy
Got your bitch to roll my weave, got she all up on her knees
Backed up to the deck of me, playin' games I play for keeps, yea
Y'all be sayin'
Lord forgive me cause he know not of my heat
And I'm bout to let it bang, playin' friends all on the seat, yea
Yeah, the cops don't say a thing, so they workin' for the team
Smokin' up a million blunts, blastin' million blunts
Drop the trunk, you know that bitch bang
Like the four, five on my waist, drowning niggas who stay over me
Car smell like straight OG, ain't nothin' but a V-Pain
Fuckin' bitches, snatchin' chains
{Verse 1: YUNG PO}
Catch me sippin' on this syrup while these bustas start to worship real motherfuckin' teens on the scene
Before you suckers group up in the motherfuckin' coop
Rollin' me a fuckin' whip while I'm bumpin' on this group
Lil' soldier speakin' truth and I'm rollin' with the crew
Slab draggin' down south is how we motherfuckin' do
Big chains and grills too, wheels spinnin' like my head off the wheel
Ever since I was a kid, I've been strapped with the heat
When you fuckin' with the best, ain't no rain, no fuckin' test
Cause I'm comin' hard with this .357 to your chest
While I'm out here smokin' dope, eyes red and fuckin' low
Man, your drink makes me slow, got the slab rollin' forty four
{Verse 2: VA$H}
I need some saturation, aha
I'm runnin' out of patience, yeah
I need some syrup, ease my mind for these pussies fakin'
They can't tell a G from a pussy
Got your bitch to roll my weave, got she all up on her knees
Backed up to the deck of me, playin' games I play for keeps, yea
Y'all be sayin'
Lord forgive me cause he know not of my heat
And I'm bout to let it bang, playin' friends all on the seat, yea
Yeah, the cops don't say a thing, so they workin' for the team
Smokin' up a million blunts, blastin' million blunts
Drop the trunk, you know that bitch bang
Like the four, five on my waist, drowning niggas who stay over me
Car smell like straight OG, ain't nothin' but a V-Pain
Fuckin' bitches, snatchin' chains