Yo oh shit we in the studio
Yo where the lighter at?
Yung bull on the track
Yung G on yo block
Pull up with the stock
Me and the boys cleaning up with a mop
Cooking up in the kitchen that shit getting hot
F*cking all the bitches man I feel like I cant stop
Smoking a lot yuh
Cream of the crop yuh
Everyday I smoke that gas hop in the whip and dash
Smoking on a blunt I be getting so high
Don't know what be going on I can't even lie
Pull my Glock 9
Then I close my 9 Let out 30 shots and you know it's spreading fire
Always shoot first cause I don't want to die
Know I got the aim so I'll split them like a pie
Spark his ass up like the 4th of july Get pounds for the cheap so you know I got a by
You pussy's is some hoes all y'all do is cry
When it comes to time none of y'all is gonna slide
Blue flags on the left
Bad bitch on the right
All my opps gonna run when they see me in they sights
Got a 40 Glock and you know it got a bite
Shot it at your head and I turned of your light
I be cruising in the whip down the f*cking road
If I catch this f*cking case imma go beast mode
Nigga what you mean thought you was my little bro
Til' you went snitching on me nigga you a f*cking joke
What you doing on my momma imma switch the f*cking flow
If I catch a diamond chain imma make it icy
Me and my boys we be racing in the Audi
Bro just quit talking or my choppa gonna kick
Say you want my car then skrrt off with a bitch
Pull up roll the window down then I be getting kicks
Send them to the floor now they saying that they're sorry
Now I rap on that beat then I just go full Carti
I just pulled up in the jeep and hot boxing the Audi
My momma keep telling me imma go to jail
If I want the ice imma make my own bands
Checked all these diamonds then popped a fat Xan
Yo where the lighter at?
Yung G on yo block
Pull up with the stock
Me and the boys cleaning up with a mop Cooking up in the kitchen
That shit getting hot
F*cking all the bitches man I feel like I cant stop
Smoking a lot yuh
Cream of the crop yuh
Everyday I smoke that gas hop in the whip and dash
Yvng Bvll - We Be Cheef'n (feat. Yung G, Dgk6c & TLG Pacos) Lyrics
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Yo oh shit we in the studio
Yo where the lighter at?
Yung bull on the track
Yung G on yo block
Pull up with the stock
Me and the boys cleaning up with a mop
Cooking up in the kitchen that shit getting hot
F*cking all the bitches man I feel like I cant stop
Smoking a lot yuh
Cream of the crop yuh
Everyday I smoke that gas hop in the whip and dash
Smoking on a blunt I be getting so high
Don't know what be going on I can't even lie
Pull my Glock 9
Then I close my 9 Let out 30 shots and you know it's spreading fire
Always shoot first cause I don't want to die
Know I got the aim so I'll split them like a pie
Spark his ass up like the 4th of july Get pounds for the cheap so you know I got a by
You pussy's is some hoes all y'all do is cry
When it comes to time none of y'all is gonna slide
Blue flags on the left
Bad bitch on the right
All my opps gonna run when they see me in they sights
Got a 40 Glock and you know it got a bite
Shot it at your head and I turned of your light
I be cruising in the whip down the f*cking road
If I catch this f*cking case imma go beast mode
Nigga what you mean thought you was my little bro
Til' you went snitching on me nigga you a f*cking joke
What you doing on my momma imma switch the f*cking flow
If I catch a diamond chain imma make it icy
Me and my boys we be racing in the Audi
Bro just quit talking or my choppa gonna kick
Say you want my car then skrrt off with a bitch
Pull up roll the window down then I be getting kicks
Send them to the floor now they saying that they're sorry
Now I rap on that beat then I just go full Carti
I just pulled up in the jeep and hot boxing the Audi
My momma keep telling me imma go to jail
If I want the ice imma make my own bands
Checked all these diamonds then popped a fat Xan
Yo where the lighter at?
Yung G on yo block
Pull up with the stock
Me and the boys cleaning up with a mop Cooking up in the kitchen
That shit getting hot
F*cking all the bitches man I feel like I cant stop
Smoking a lot yuh
Cream of the crop yuh
Everyday I smoke that gas hop in the whip and dash
Yo where the lighter at?
Yung bull on the track
Yung G on yo block
Pull up with the stock
Me and the boys cleaning up with a mop
Cooking up in the kitchen that shit getting hot
F*cking all the bitches man I feel like I cant stop
Smoking a lot yuh
Cream of the crop yuh
Everyday I smoke that gas hop in the whip and dash
Smoking on a blunt I be getting so high
Don't know what be going on I can't even lie
Pull my Glock 9
Then I close my 9 Let out 30 shots and you know it's spreading fire
Always shoot first cause I don't want to die
Know I got the aim so I'll split them like a pie
Spark his ass up like the 4th of july Get pounds for the cheap so you know I got a by
You pussy's is some hoes all y'all do is cry
When it comes to time none of y'all is gonna slide
Blue flags on the left
Bad bitch on the right
All my opps gonna run when they see me in they sights
Got a 40 Glock and you know it got a bite
Shot it at your head and I turned of your light
I be cruising in the whip down the f*cking road
If I catch this f*cking case imma go beast mode
Nigga what you mean thought you was my little bro
Til' you went snitching on me nigga you a f*cking joke
What you doing on my momma imma switch the f*cking flow
If I catch a diamond chain imma make it icy
Me and my boys we be racing in the Audi
Bro just quit talking or my choppa gonna kick
Say you want my car then skrrt off with a bitch
Pull up roll the window down then I be getting kicks
Send them to the floor now they saying that they're sorry
Now I rap on that beat then I just go full Carti
I just pulled up in the jeep and hot boxing the Audi
My momma keep telling me imma go to jail
If I want the ice imma make my own bands
Checked all these diamonds then popped a fat Xan
Yo where the lighter at?
Yung G on yo block
Pull up with the stock
Me and the boys cleaning up with a mop Cooking up in the kitchen
That shit getting hot
F*cking all the bitches man I feel like I cant stop
Smoking a lot yuh
Cream of the crop yuh
Everyday I smoke that gas hop in the whip and dash
Writer: Jasper Skidmore
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