Yea
Uh
Midwest boy
I'm from the side of town
Where niggas hit that ripple, then they get to wipe em down
Going down the strip
We hit the cookie store
I ain't talking chocolate chip when they get that dough
It was too fun though
Ain't a fan of that ammo but seen a few gun shows
Got some fam in Atlanta
Them is my amigos
Direct my own shit for so long, the Canon at home
Show the title
I'm at the top of my game
I'm like the Eiffel
I ain't mean to text back that was a typo
I be tryna get lost, and where do I go?
Back to home where that man got vitiligo
Ah f*ck I'm not supposed to say that
We been boys since you had the high top and I was rocking the wave cap
How you claim you the man then go and say that?"You don't like black women, because they too opinionated"
Nigga you don't love yourself go on and say that
I'm where the shade at
And I ain't afraid to say that
If we talking dimes I need my f*cking payback
You know how long it's been since we popped up, we pop up, and then we get around?
You know how long it's been since they try to turn us down, then try to take the sound?
We ain't for none of that, little nigga, I said we holding on this crown
We see you tryna be us, it's cute, kiss the ring and then we say bow down
From SBI to Nap, the one true savant of rap
Yul Jarone, since the age of five, my talent been unmatched
It's time, in fact, to show these phony niggas all style they lack
My style is dope, it turns the fans to feins, shit it might be crack
The truth is back, UV taking over, watch façades collapse
Music is my drug and my muse; a cycle of relapse
Go put on for Nap kid, never lie in your raps kid
Mr. Jarone be making shit move like a laxative
The fact is, I been that one nigga y'all cannot step with
The f*ck do I need a gun for? My pen is a f*cking weapon
UV on top, don't care what none y'all niggas repping
Listen up children, I'm bout to y'all a valuable listen
Thou shall not f*ck wit Jarone, y'all clowns wit no makeup on
Me and Aidan killing shit, looking like a A.D. and Bron
There's snakes in the grass, bout time for me to mow down the lawn
Been doing this shit too long, bout time for y'all to go home nigga
You know how long it's been since we popped up, we pop up, and then we get around?
You know how long it's been since they try to turn us down, then try to take the sound?
We ain't for none of that, little nigga, I said we holding on this crown
We see you tryna be us, it's cute, kiss the ring and then we say bow down
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English
Yea
Uh
Midwest boy
I'm from the side of town
Where niggas hit that ripple, then they get to wipe em down
Going down the strip
We hit the cookie store
I ain't talking chocolate chip when they get that dough
It was too fun though
Ain't a fan of that ammo but seen a few gun shows
Got some fam in Atlanta
Them is my amigos
Direct my own shit for so long, the Canon at home
Show the title
I'm at the top of my game
I'm like the Eiffel
I ain't mean to text back that was a typo
I be tryna get lost, and where do I go?
Back to home where that man got vitiligo
Ah f*ck I'm not supposed to say that
We been boys since you had the high top and I was rocking the wave cap
How you claim you the man then go and say that?"You don't like black women, because they too opinionated"
Nigga you don't love yourself go on and say that
I'm where the shade at
And I ain't afraid to say that
If we talking dimes I need my f*cking payback
You know how long it's been since we popped up, we pop up, and then we get around?
You know how long it's been since they try to turn us down, then try to take the sound?
We ain't for none of that, little nigga, I said we holding on this crown
We see you tryna be us, it's cute, kiss the ring and then we say bow down
From SBI to Nap, the one true savant of rap
Yul Jarone, since the age of five, my talent been unmatched
It's time, in fact, to show these phony niggas all style they lack
My style is dope, it turns the fans to feins, shit it might be crack
The truth is back, UV taking over, watch façades collapse
Music is my drug and my muse; a cycle of relapse
Go put on for Nap kid, never lie in your raps kid
Mr. Jarone be making shit move like a laxative
The fact is, I been that one nigga y'all cannot step with
The f*ck do I need a gun for? My pen is a f*cking weapon
UV on top, don't care what none y'all niggas repping
Listen up children, I'm bout to y'all a valuable listen
Thou shall not f*ck wit Jarone, y'all clowns wit no makeup on
Me and Aidan killing shit, looking like a A.D. and Bron
There's snakes in the grass, bout time for me to mow down the lawn
Been doing this shit too long, bout time for y'all to go home nigga
You know how long it's been since we popped up, we pop up, and then we get around?
You know how long it's been since they try to turn us down, then try to take the sound?
We ain't for none of that, little nigga, I said we holding on this crown
We see you tryna be us, it's cute, kiss the ring and then we say bow down
Uh
Midwest boy
I'm from the side of town
Where niggas hit that ripple, then they get to wipe em down
Going down the strip
We hit the cookie store
I ain't talking chocolate chip when they get that dough
It was too fun though
Ain't a fan of that ammo but seen a few gun shows
Got some fam in Atlanta
Them is my amigos
Direct my own shit for so long, the Canon at home
Show the title
I'm at the top of my game
I'm like the Eiffel
I ain't mean to text back that was a typo
I be tryna get lost, and where do I go?
Back to home where that man got vitiligo
Ah f*ck I'm not supposed to say that
We been boys since you had the high top and I was rocking the wave cap
How you claim you the man then go and say that?"You don't like black women, because they too opinionated"
Nigga you don't love yourself go on and say that
I'm where the shade at
And I ain't afraid to say that
If we talking dimes I need my f*cking payback
You know how long it's been since we popped up, we pop up, and then we get around?
You know how long it's been since they try to turn us down, then try to take the sound?
We ain't for none of that, little nigga, I said we holding on this crown
We see you tryna be us, it's cute, kiss the ring and then we say bow down
From SBI to Nap, the one true savant of rap
Yul Jarone, since the age of five, my talent been unmatched
It's time, in fact, to show these phony niggas all style they lack
My style is dope, it turns the fans to feins, shit it might be crack
The truth is back, UV taking over, watch façades collapse
Music is my drug and my muse; a cycle of relapse
Go put on for Nap kid, never lie in your raps kid
Mr. Jarone be making shit move like a laxative
The fact is, I been that one nigga y'all cannot step with
The f*ck do I need a gun for? My pen is a f*cking weapon
UV on top, don't care what none y'all niggas repping
Listen up children, I'm bout to y'all a valuable listen
Thou shall not f*ck wit Jarone, y'all clowns wit no makeup on
Me and Aidan killing shit, looking like a A.D. and Bron
There's snakes in the grass, bout time for me to mow down the lawn
Been doing this shit too long, bout time for y'all to go home nigga
You know how long it's been since we popped up, we pop up, and then we get around?
You know how long it's been since they try to turn us down, then try to take the sound?
We ain't for none of that, little nigga, I said we holding on this crown
We see you tryna be us, it's cute, kiss the ring and then we say bow down
Writer: Yul Lee II, Aidan Talty-Murphy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid