
bottom boy - ysn flow lyrics
[chorus]
i want a bad b*tch, get her foreigns, we whippin’
it’s hard to stay humble, i came up from nothin’
you pillow talk with these b*tches, i lay up
whenever i pull up, she know that i’m dunkin’
he cross me, he bleedin’, don’t wanna get even
don’t wanna get even, i’m whippin’ percussion
they tried to drag me down when i was down
now i’m all in the mix, the topic of discussion
[verse 1]
can’t bring my weapon for nothin’
if i show this b*tch, then i’m dumpin’
ain’t got time for flexin’ or stuntin’
she did me wrong, but she cryin’
b*tch, what is you on?
better go take the depressants or somethin’
he want some smoke ’cause a n*gga put d*ck in his b*tch
man, this broke boy depressin’ or somethin’
two months since i be from cedar to modani
he want a problem? address it or somethin’
my b*tch be the baddest b*tch with me
i still go back to the city, get back to the city
i made some racks in the city, still makin’ racks in the city
my car came as fast as can get it
bro smack the pack when i get it
i never been selfish or stingy
my bro rockin’ gucci and fendi
you say you love me, but you never show it
i wanna know who really with me
brand new hemi, they gon’ hear when i’m comin’
.40 loud, know they gon’ hear when i’m dumpin’
treat the b*tch like i can’t hear her or somethin’
these n*ggas must think imma fear ’em or somethin’
n*ggas must think i’ma fear ’em or somethin’
n*ggas must think i’ma fear ’em or somethin’
n*ggas must think i’ma fear ’em or somethin’
these n*ggas must think i’ma fear ’em or somethin’
[chorus]
i want a bad b*tch, get her foreigns, we whippin’
it’s hard to stay humble, i came up from nothin’
you pillow talk with these b*tches, i lay up
whenever i pull up, she know that i’m dunkin’
he cross me, he bleedin’, don’t wanna get even
don’t wanna get even, i’m whippin’ percussion
they tried to drag me down when i was down
now i’m all in the mix, the topic of discussion
[verse 2]
she get whatever she want
i get whatever she don’t, my b*tch got it wrong
she hate when i be in a ton of groupie b*tches
and be talkin’ ’bout thots in my songs
she know when i be in it, make a movie in it
if we start, we ain’t stoppin’ for long
i pray to god, i hope that i don’t lose it in it
if i start i ain’t stoppin’ [?]
keep my .23, i’m feelin’ like jordan
i came up, i’m feelin’ important
they don’t know a bit of my story
they try to doubt me and extort me
i had to hit some robberies in [?]
had a .380 ‘fore i had the .40
runnin’ ’round bad as f*ck with this lil’ shorty
and had the new shoes or the new clothes
bro’ll k!ll a n*gga for some jordans
[chorus]
i want a bad b*tch, get her foreigns, we whippin’
it’s hard to stay humble, i came up from nothin’
you pillow talk with these b*tches, i lay up
whenever i pull up, she know that i’m dunkin’
he cross me, he bleedin’, don’t wanna get even
don’t wanna get even, i’m whippin’ percussion
they tried to drag me down when i was down
now i’m all in the mix, the topic of discussion
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