YKTS (Explicit)-Sheck Wes

歌手 : Sheck Wes

专辑 : YKTS (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:14

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TXT YKTS (Explicit)-Sheck Wes 文本歌词

YKTS (Explicit) - Sheck Wes

Lyrics by：Khadimou Fall/Bryan Trillos/Daniel Oron

Composed by：Khadimou Fall/Bryan Trillos/Daniel Oron

Fa-fa

Fa-fa-fa

B***h

Fa-fa-fa

Fa-fa

Yeah uh yeah

Yeah

Still in this b***h with the same n***as I came with

I'ma be honest I don't feel no pain

I can't even see you through my shades b***h

On the West Coast with a bad b***h in my coupe

She's used to the gangbangers

On the East Coast with the Less gang

On the block plottin' thinking 'bout what we takin' yeah

On the road though gettin' checks uh

What a young n***a makin' uh

I've been close to the angels running away from Satan uh

As-salamu alaykum uh

I bring home the bacon young Sheck Wes

I do not do Haram uh I eat the halal uh

Pork I ain't never taste it

Never had a nine-to-five or had the late shift

Moms had to work so I had to raise me uh

'Cause s**t was really hard uh it's different for us

Anything I wanted had to take it

Yeah

D**n

I gotta go and get mine

B***h

I catch planes and catch flights

Catch flights b***h

I just copped a new ride

New ride

Used to finesse MTA for the swipe

Swipe me

Now it's different for us when I slide

Slide b***h

Put this s**t down b***h I'm stife

Gang got guns and knives

Lost Boys

I'm from New York baby you'll get sliced

Knife gang

Buck fifty baby on sight

On sight ow

I want horsepower I don't want the ice

Want the ice

I used to lust and do bad crime

Lust gang

Now they put me in the New York Times

New York Times

Bring tears right to my mother eyes

Play with my mother things you'll die

You'll die p***y

Gettin' that chicken Popeyes

Popeyes

Green like spinach Popeye

Popeye

Pull up Sheck Wes pop eyes

I don't touch b***hes but I pop guys

I pop 'em

Light up my blunt and get high

Higher

If s**t get crunk I'ma rise

I'ma rise

I pull up on arrival

Arrival

You know the scouts with the guys

Whole lotta guns like Condoleezza Rice

Yeah

I call the shots like Condoleezza Rice

I was in the projects eatin' that rice

Rice

Now a young n***a order wagyu

B***h

And I got beans up in my rice

My rice

They want me to do the deal

If you ain't got the millions we can't sign

I'll wait

Tell David they got that chicken

Chicken

We can't pay the price ain't right

At all

Cactus Jack baby I been winnin'

Jack

Man that done changed my life

Facts

Always keep a bad b***h we got to hide

Got to hide

Got a whole lotta worms in my colon

In my colon

Deer shades all on my eyes

My eyes

Can't pull up on arrival

Yeah

And you know the scouts with the guys

You know the scouts with the guys

B***h