yic - aryan (uk) lyrics
[intro]
yo
[chorus]
lil bro wants to get rich quick, i’ma get things happenin’
slip in a new sim and i feel revived, i’m live, this feelin’ maddenin’
if you wanna be the y.i.c., put white in cling and get straight to wrappin’ it
bro’s up in the field, i’ll swing that shot from qway like mo and allisson, uh huh
my whole hood behind me, i’m feelin’ prodigious
i remember him from back then now, he’s diggin’ up the past like an archaeologist
i see that diss as a compliment, i see man and they lose all confidence
i’m poppin’ in different continents, young boy beef, l ain’t got no tolerance
[verse 1]
i’m used to the mats ’cause my whole hood’s blue
turned a flat to a lab, just to whip up somе food
wit’ the goons but i’m still on my p’s and my q’s
different gamе, we both pressed r2
shoot and they all start sprintin’ through
a 2*2s ain’t nothin’ to me, big tools what i commonly see
akon, i’m lonely all up at the station but i’m still on this no commentin’ ting
why do they keep on commentin’ things
like his girl ain’t givin’ the drop up on him
if i got a hunch, i’ma kick up a fuss, quasimodo, i’m lettin’ it ring
[chorus]
lil bro wants to get rich quick, i’ma get things happenin’
slip in a new sim and i feel revived, i’m live, this feelin’ maddenin’
if you wanna be the y.i.c., put white in cling and get straight to wrappin’ it
bro’s up in the field, i’ll swing that shot from qway like mo and allisson, uh huh
my whole hood behind me, i’m feelin’ prodigious
i remember him from back then now, he’s diggin’ up the past like an archaeologist
i see that diss as a compliment, i see man and they lose all confidence
i’m poppin’ in different continents, young boy beef, l ain’t got no tolerance
[verse 2]
this ain’t the olympics, grab that pr and have man sprintin’
before i was talk of the town, we were tourin’ about and tried leave all them towers tiltin’
beef wit’ them f*cks wit’ my business, be the big person or get my vengeance
i was tryna do bio and rip him but bro told me i’m best as a chemist
blatantly awkward
there ain’t no angle but when we see them, they stop talkin’
when the angles right, rewind 180 degrees, my reflex to bore him
i talk that talk and walk it but if someone seen him then the whole team tourin’
redemption ’cause his shank sawed him, now it’s free man like morgan
[chorus]
lil bro wants to get rich quick, i’ma get things happenin’
slip in a new sim and i feel revived, i’m live, this feelin’ maddenin’
if you wanna be the y.i.c., put white in cling and get straight to wrappin’ it
bro’s up in the field, i’ll swing that shot from qway like mo and allisson, uh huh
my whole hood behind me, i’m feelin’ prodigious
i remember him from back then now, he’s diggin’ up the past like an archaeologist
i see that diss as a compliment, i see man and they lose all confidence
i’m poppin’ in different continents, young boy beef, l ain’t got no tolerance
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