Aye
Niggas dying everyday now
I cannot lack, I ain't ready
Told my brothers run that bag up, stackin hunnids, no pennies
How you suckin hella dick, and want sum love from a nigga
Ion know what ts is, I'm tryna get me dumb figures
"F*ck that nigga Rado"
"He only wants his bitch back"
Hoes callin my line, like I got time for chit chat
I ain't patient, text that nigga, like yo where my shit at
Stupid peon, down the block, I'll run they shit and get back
Went there had to get it
That backend gon hit tomorrow, need a brand new pendant
Ain't give a f*ck about no nigga, I been independent
Can't f*ck wit bitches, wanna f*ck up how a nigga feelin
That pussy talkin onaa gram, like we ain't pistol whip him
Ain't no doubt, I steady posted wit my f*ckin niggas
Ain't tapin out, we stackin duffles, want my money bigger
When shit get stormy, I'm relying onnat fuccin trigger
Got my hoodie on, wit no mask, where you leavin nigga
Lane switchin, I ain't whippin on that 94
Know I'm grinding hard, ain't hit the top, you know a nigga close
Goofy bitches, I got fans around me takin notes on me
We can't f*ck shordie, she gon know to use her throat
Remember you was snakin
Gave you a chance, all I see is all that love you faken
My old hoe, catchin sum feeling, like why you mistaken me
I'm cuff to money, I ain't tell you niggas out here taken wit it aye
(Hol upp) A nigga fly tho
Burberry I'm rockin all this fashion, try and follow
She said she got feelings, better leave that shit behind girl
Look that nigga changed, yeah I guess now is my time hoe
Now when I'm whippin they gon say my shit is rented
A nigga up, so I'm sparkin, I ain't sippin
Nowadays I can't wit drama, that shit kill a nigga image
In the kitchen coutin bread now we juss thinkin how to flip it aye
On a Monday he was doing twitter mentions
And when came Tuesday I shot him in peace he resting
The only time I'm in a book is when filling out his checkings
I don't think imma need my weapon
Hold on nigga you should take that step back don't get me heated
Cause if you piss me off, I'm shooting shots no agreements
My city's Lucifer it turn a good boy to a demon
My youngans beggin for they freedom
They hit the 100 innat steamer
I pass a thot, my homie's the receiver
Can't trust a thot, they your number 1 deceivers
Believe ya believe what I got demons
All it take is one call, watch me take yo bitch
Take her to the crib, take it off than we henny lit
Bottles after bottles hours later she still sucking it
Her nigga call her phone I pick it up and tell em suck a dick
Than I buss it quick
Disrespecting niggas flexing my with my money everyday
Even if I didn't have it I could take her anyways
Cause I'm bold and you sweet I'm like Ciroc you lemonade
"Baby why the f*ck u leave me", cause Fayzo got better aim
I sweet talk her lingerie look good let's make this cinema
Scented candles inside of my room smell like cinnamon
Don't know bout my after life so you gone see me live it up
Don't judge me I know who I'll answer to when I'm gone give it up
Yung Rado - Typical Tuesday (feat. YBC Fayzo) Lyrics
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English
Aye
Niggas dying everyday now
I cannot lack, I ain't ready
Told my brothers run that bag up, stackin hunnids, no pennies
How you suckin hella dick, and want sum love from a nigga
Ion know what ts is, I'm tryna get me dumb figures
"F*ck that nigga Rado"
"He only wants his bitch back"
Hoes callin my line, like I got time for chit chat
I ain't patient, text that nigga, like yo where my shit at
Stupid peon, down the block, I'll run they shit and get back
Went there had to get it
That backend gon hit tomorrow, need a brand new pendant
Ain't give a f*ck about no nigga, I been independent
Can't f*ck wit bitches, wanna f*ck up how a nigga feelin
That pussy talkin onaa gram, like we ain't pistol whip him
Ain't no doubt, I steady posted wit my f*ckin niggas
Ain't tapin out, we stackin duffles, want my money bigger
When shit get stormy, I'm relying onnat fuccin trigger
Got my hoodie on, wit no mask, where you leavin nigga
Lane switchin, I ain't whippin on that 94
Know I'm grinding hard, ain't hit the top, you know a nigga close
Goofy bitches, I got fans around me takin notes on me
We can't f*ck shordie, she gon know to use her throat
Remember you was snakin
Gave you a chance, all I see is all that love you faken
My old hoe, catchin sum feeling, like why you mistaken me
I'm cuff to money, I ain't tell you niggas out here taken wit it aye
(Hol upp) A nigga fly tho
Burberry I'm rockin all this fashion, try and follow
She said she got feelings, better leave that shit behind girl
Look that nigga changed, yeah I guess now is my time hoe
Now when I'm whippin they gon say my shit is rented
A nigga up, so I'm sparkin, I ain't sippin
Nowadays I can't wit drama, that shit kill a nigga image
In the kitchen coutin bread now we juss thinkin how to flip it aye
On a Monday he was doing twitter mentions
And when came Tuesday I shot him in peace he resting
The only time I'm in a book is when filling out his checkings
I don't think imma need my weapon
Hold on nigga you should take that step back don't get me heated
Cause if you piss me off, I'm shooting shots no agreements
My city's Lucifer it turn a good boy to a demon
My youngans beggin for they freedom
They hit the 100 innat steamer
I pass a thot, my homie's the receiver
Can't trust a thot, they your number 1 deceivers
Believe ya believe what I got demons
All it take is one call, watch me take yo bitch
Take her to the crib, take it off than we henny lit
Bottles after bottles hours later she still sucking it
Her nigga call her phone I pick it up and tell em suck a dick
Than I buss it quick
Disrespecting niggas flexing my with my money everyday
Even if I didn't have it I could take her anyways
Cause I'm bold and you sweet I'm like Ciroc you lemonade
"Baby why the f*ck u leave me", cause Fayzo got better aim
I sweet talk her lingerie look good let's make this cinema
Scented candles inside of my room smell like cinnamon
Don't know bout my after life so you gone see me live it up
Don't judge me I know who I'll answer to when I'm gone give it up
Niggas dying everyday now
I cannot lack, I ain't ready
Told my brothers run that bag up, stackin hunnids, no pennies
How you suckin hella dick, and want sum love from a nigga
Ion know what ts is, I'm tryna get me dumb figures
"F*ck that nigga Rado"
"He only wants his bitch back"
Hoes callin my line, like I got time for chit chat
I ain't patient, text that nigga, like yo where my shit at
Stupid peon, down the block, I'll run they shit and get back
Went there had to get it
That backend gon hit tomorrow, need a brand new pendant
Ain't give a f*ck about no nigga, I been independent
Can't f*ck wit bitches, wanna f*ck up how a nigga feelin
That pussy talkin onaa gram, like we ain't pistol whip him
Ain't no doubt, I steady posted wit my f*ckin niggas
Ain't tapin out, we stackin duffles, want my money bigger
When shit get stormy, I'm relying onnat fuccin trigger
Got my hoodie on, wit no mask, where you leavin nigga
Lane switchin, I ain't whippin on that 94
Know I'm grinding hard, ain't hit the top, you know a nigga close
Goofy bitches, I got fans around me takin notes on me
We can't f*ck shordie, she gon know to use her throat
Remember you was snakin
Gave you a chance, all I see is all that love you faken
My old hoe, catchin sum feeling, like why you mistaken me
I'm cuff to money, I ain't tell you niggas out here taken wit it aye
(Hol upp) A nigga fly tho
Burberry I'm rockin all this fashion, try and follow
She said she got feelings, better leave that shit behind girl
Look that nigga changed, yeah I guess now is my time hoe
Now when I'm whippin they gon say my shit is rented
A nigga up, so I'm sparkin, I ain't sippin
Nowadays I can't wit drama, that shit kill a nigga image
In the kitchen coutin bread now we juss thinkin how to flip it aye
On a Monday he was doing twitter mentions
And when came Tuesday I shot him in peace he resting
The only time I'm in a book is when filling out his checkings
I don't think imma need my weapon
Hold on nigga you should take that step back don't get me heated
Cause if you piss me off, I'm shooting shots no agreements
My city's Lucifer it turn a good boy to a demon
My youngans beggin for they freedom
They hit the 100 innat steamer
I pass a thot, my homie's the receiver
Can't trust a thot, they your number 1 deceivers
Believe ya believe what I got demons
All it take is one call, watch me take yo bitch
Take her to the crib, take it off than we henny lit
Bottles after bottles hours later she still sucking it
Her nigga call her phone I pick it up and tell em suck a dick
Than I buss it quick
Disrespecting niggas flexing my with my money everyday
Even if I didn't have it I could take her anyways
Cause I'm bold and you sweet I'm like Ciroc you lemonade
"Baby why the f*ck u leave me", cause Fayzo got better aim
I sweet talk her lingerie look good let's make this cinema
Scented candles inside of my room smell like cinnamon
Don't know bout my after life so you gone see me live it up
Don't judge me I know who I'll answer to when I'm gone give it up
Writer: Firomsa Yusuf, Murad Sayed
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