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lirik lagu soda – ybn cordae

[intro: ybn cordae]
(daytrip took it to 10)
hold on

[chorus: ybn cordae]
i got a duffel bag full of cash, n*gga, and i don’t plan on spendin’ it
i seen this music game wasn’t on sh*t, had to put my hand up in it
i know certain n*ggas that for certain k!llas but sh*t, handle business
i like my b*tches bad with a fat ass, be d*mned if i ain’t hittin’
i got a couple cousins with the ankle jewelry, n*ggas could never leave the crib
i said, “f*ck this sh*t, let’s head to the mall
’cause we young, huh, gotta live”
i know n*gga growin’ up prematurely but f*ck it n*gga, i ain’t worried
hopped up off the porch like thirteen
just to pull at n*ggas, i ain’t scared

[verse 1: ybn cordae]
and by any means that’s necessary, designer dreams
be hereditary, i f*cked that ho
like mid*may, just to have a baby by february
like oh man, crazy as h*ll
this job only pay me a lil’
wonder how a mercedes will feel?
daydreamin’ ain’t payin’ the bill
uh, watch how i f*ck it up, get back
all these other n*ggas straight big cap, uh, uh, uh
lambo truck straight pitch black
shoppin’ at saks on fifth, fact, uh, uh, uh
my unborn daughter got a rich dad
first car gonna be a h*llcat, uh, uh, uh
good gas, boy, we smell that
shoes same cost as chanel bag, uh, uh, uh
[chorus: ybn cordae & ski mask the slump god]
i got a duffel bag full of cash, n*gga, and i don’t plan on spendin’ it
i seen this music game wasn’t on sh*t, had to put my hand up in it
i know certain n*ggas that for certain k!llas but sh*t, handle business
i like my b*tches bad with a fat ass, be d*mned if i ain’t hittin’
i got a couple cousins with the ankle jewelry, n*ggas could never leave the crib (what you say?*what you say?*what you say?)
i said, “f*ck this sh*t, let’s head to the mall
’cause we young, huh, gotta live” (okay)
i know n*gga growin’ up prematurely but f*ck it n*gga, i ain’t worried
hopped up off the porch like thirteen
just to pull at n*ggas, i ain’t scared (ayy*ayy*ayy!)

[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
don’t even gotta finish my sentence, they feelin’ my presence
like a navy but your clothes eyelids
feelin’ like a menace to society, i’m dennis the menace without sobriety
hold my beer, ay, listen here
to make that kind of money, you gon’ need to wish upon a fairy godmother tear
i ain’t talkin’ rudolph, i’m makin’ it rain dear
soundin’ like i’m naruto, talkin’ about pain here, uh, uh, uh
she jackin’ my beanstalk, get that?
called the goose, had to get your b*tch back, uh, uh, uh
you n*ggas need to go and get your drip back
mismatch, need the milk, smellin’ like uh, uh, uh
probably took a catnap and still in my peripheral
keepin’ it with the nat*nat, uh, uh, uh
my ace is black, chess crew on ’em
and how to handle the rock like i’m jet black, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, hot as grand crayon, sand scorpion critter
radioactive, i brought the emitter
you bitter, i get like i’m paid, babysitter
uh, uh, uh, flow sharper than any arrow in robinhood quiver
sh*t on the p*ssy, shovel over the kitty litter
stay with the stick and the misfit at master splinter
[chorus: ybn cordae]
i got a duffel bag full of cash, n*gga, and i don’t plan on spendin’ it
i seen this music game wasn’t on sh*t, had to put my hand up in it
i know certain n*ggas that for certain k!llas but sh*t, handle business
i like my b*tches bad with a fat ass, be d*mned if i ain’t hittin’ it
i got a couple cousins with the ankle jewelry, n*ggas could never leave the crib
i said, “f*ck this sh*t, let’s head to the mall
’cause we young, huh, gotta live”
i know n*gga growin’ up prematurely but f*ck it n*gga, i ain’t worried
hopped up off the porch like thirteen
just to pull at n*ggas, i ain’t scared

- ybn cordae

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