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[Intro]
Aye, I'on know what the fuck going on with these ****, man, but all that capping shit gon' have to stop
I'm fed up with all the bullshit, all the Instagram lies, all that shit
And I'm gon' be the one that expose it, my ****
If you feel some type of way, come get at me, I'm always near you, I'm always nearby (Uh)
YCOE!
Aye, turn me up, I don't think they heard me
YCOE, YCOE, YCOE
[Verse 1]
Get back for yo' potna them, y'all **** still ain't came and slide
Y'all **** still ain't came and spent, y'all **** ain't let no thirty ride!
We hit the block with diamond backs, we made them lil' boys duck and dodge
Shot at his momma room, we tryna make that lil' boy terrified
I ain't gon' lie, that **** Luh loaded a bitch
You was just claiming YC, now you all on the opps dick (Ha)
Shaking my head, Atlanta **** make no sense
Better watch who you hit raw, Atlanta hoes walk around sick
[Verse 2]
4e me, don't 4L me, I'm from the West not from the East
And don't keep talking 'bout 43va big YC, I'm not 43
I know y'all **** want me dead, but y'all ain't catching up to me
If I see that rapping ****, Meat gon' have to sweep em off his feet (Ha)
[Verse 3]
Y'all **** in the Hamp' ain't doing shit, y'all need to tear
Say he got a switch, but I got sum'n that's gon' take out a bear
Lil' bra got hit in his top, say this a new opp in the air
I'll be damned to be a rat, they better tie me to the chair
Oh, he say he double back? But I'm gon' double back for real
Y'all **** pick y'all potna up, we had em sliding down that hill
That **** dead as hell, I guess he thought that he was made of steel
Oh I think I hear the jaks, I told lil' bro it's time to peel
[Verse 4]
Fuck a FG, I ain't beefing with them shrimps
What the fuck is a fast money? On my life, them **** wimps (What the fuck?)
If I can't hit y'all both, I got to dip
My fingerprints inside the system, I let bay fill up my clips
Lil' Jae never shot his gun, that boy just good for making post
Ty, I told you drop the lo, you ain't text back, that boy went ghost
All that shit they say be false, they tryna put on for y'all hoes
And y'all better get some get back for them **** y'all call bros
Can somebody go and tell Lil' Tez he need to stop the rap?
You ain't getting out the hood with that, you better hit the trap
Y'all **** give us credit, we put the young **** on the map
Loaded, we was yo' protection, all them songs you made was cap
[Verse 5]
Fuck a fourway, keep a shooter in the cut some like Ginobili
Mmm, mmm
Turn around, tryna put my kids on yo' face
Like I said, I'on care about no age, so stay in yo' place
Ho, you only good for pussy, shawty, let me work on yo' chase
[Outro]
Shid, man, hey
I'on even be meaning to say all this shit, man but it is what it is
I know you fuck **** hate me, man
Come catch up, come do sum'n
'Cause remember, I'ma always be near you
And I'm always near you, man, I'm probably outside your window
[Outro]
I know you be seeing me in yo' dreams and shit
I know you terrified of me, lil' boy, you ain't gotta be scared to show it
Just know I'm coming for you, boy!
YCOE
Written by: Lil Rae
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