YNS (Explicit) - YG/Blac Youngsta/YFN Lucci

Written by：Keenon Jackson/Tyron Douglas/Sam Benson/Rayshawn Lamar Bennett

Ni**a we don't give no f**k

Uh ni**a

Ni**a we gon' come through with that hundred round hoe

And ni**a your baby gon' be whining

That's yours ni**a

Yeah I don't give no f**k ni**a

Gangster sh*t

One one one huh

Shoot up the spot

Run from the cop

F**k on a thot

Go rob the spot

Go buy a watch

Young ni**a sh*t we all we got yeah

Buy a drop

Whippin' the rock stash the d**e white in my sock

I hope my ex get hit by a car

F**k that b**ch yeah

I'ma burn your cap and f**k your friend hoe

I don't really smile I just grin hoe

Touch you toes bend it over

I gotta burn your throat or you gotta roll

Ouu what's up with that neck hoe?

Ouu suck it 'till she got that strep throat

Ouu what's up with that check hoe

I got it main reason why I flex hoe

I'm with it all always involved pistol by my draws

Hood ni**a in love pistol with my broad

Shake my head I mean that ni**a trip my car alarm

Off that Patron I be feelin' like f**k all y'all

Told that b**ch don't trust me

Told that b**ch don't love me

Told that b**ch I'm ratchet

Told that b**ch just f**k me

These popos and these rap niggas f**k with gangbangers and trap niggas

I don't shake hands I don't dap niggas

I just hold this MAC ni**a

Shoot up the spot

Run from the cop

F**k on a thot

Go rob the spot

Go buy a watch

Young ni**a sh*t we all we got yeah

Buy a drop

Whippin' the rock stash the d**e white in my sock

I hope my ex get hit by a car

F**k that b**ch yeah

I'ma burn your cap and f**k your friend hoe

I don't really smile I just grin hoe

Touch you toes bend it over

I gotta burn your throat or you gotta roll

Go cath a body lil' ni**a go hit a lick

How the f**k you poppin' and ain't never pop sh*t

Either or we ain't rockin' with it

Get your noggin split

Have your sh*t lookin' like a whip with no top on it

Hopped right out on it

Watch me take your hoe ni**a it's a robbery

Niggas sounding like me why the f**k they mocking me

And I've been chasing dough and I can't let them follow me

And if they go we gon'

Shoot up the spot

Run from the cop

F**k on a thot

Go rob the spot

Go buy a watch

Young ni**a sh*t we all we got yeah

Buy a drop

Whippin' the rock stash the d**e white in my sock

I hope my ex get hit by a car

F**k that b**ch yeah

I'ma burn your cap and f**k your friend hoe

I don't really smile I just grin hoe

Touch you toes bend it over

I gotta burn your throat or you gotta roll

You scared I'ma bust your a**

I make my haters mad

They wish I was dead

Run in the house run in the house run in the house

Run up your bands yeah

Go put a scam yeah

.40 hangin' out my pants yeah

Shoot up the spot

Run from the cop

F**k on a thot

Go rob the spot

Go buy a watch

Young ni**a sh*t we all we got yeah

Buy a drop

Whippin' the rock stash the d**e white in my sock

I hope my ex get hit by a car

F**k that b**ch yeah

I'ma burn your cap and f**k your friend hoe

I don't really smile I just grin hoe

Touch you toes bend it over

I gotta burn your throat or you gotta roll