Відео

Yeah baby can't

I beat that boo

12:50

1:40

Sykes, Sykes What Wey-wey-wey-wey-wey I'm in the back of this car, no taxi Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me You'll see this hand ting get handy Live-o corn when I slap this badly One in the head, jump out and get tappy I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys Bally up, spot man and get splashy Switch, you don't wanna see me switch up Off the moped with a stick, no witch The sweet ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skin thick Telling me she rates my songs and dick Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks This .38 hand ting holds six Like Turna, with bae I can't slip I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge If you don't see no one at Tops or Commerce, we're circling Turnpike Lane Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy, broski holding the clutch then brake Bros too tapped, he keeps on squeezing, sneezing, this is the shotgun season Get back gang where the dotty's revealing, S slapped it, jumped out and beat it Gang 'dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix Two in the dots for five of these idiots Shh got cheffed up and then left bleeding Lack on the road, that's normal procedures These opp boys must've gone ku-ku 'Cause I'm really on drills, no fibs Man's holding a fuck off chings If you see Double Lz, step round with a limp Always two guns up in the whip Slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch Don't think you can ride on the Nizz Man slide right back in a tinted whip If I slap this corn out the hand ting It's a mad ting if I press this trigger 6 man squashed in this dinger, chest shot chinger Jump out gang with this spinner This opp thot come way too inna cah her friend got shot She don't know who's the driller To all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up No reaction, they don't ride for their nigga I'm on the O, ten toes with my soldiers I don't beef my age, I got beef with olders Man crash this corn off motors This shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder Tion Wayne is a fucking joker Carni tryna spill juice, that's soaker Buck four, he tried run with his poker He's with DV and they both got poked up Yo, I'm tryna do it like Boogs, fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case This shotgun come long like Grace, half it-half it so it comes in the rave On the stage with H, big shank on my waist, so I'm in N9 with my mates Gang changing plates, tape off your estates then head straight back to the base This sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates If I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes, my driller backed it and try hit that face If we can't see H then we gon' get blades, either way, it works both ways Bro's drunk off Wrays, got corn for days so I don't get blammed on the mains I'm in the back of this car, no taxi Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me You'll see this hand ting get handy Live-o corn when I slap this badly One in the head, jump out and get tappy I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys Bally up, spot man and get splashy Switch, you don't wanna see me switch up Off the moped with a stick, no witch The sweet ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skin thick Telling me she rates my songs and dick Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks This .38 hand ting holds six Like Turna, with bae I can't slip I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge If you don't see no one at Tops or Commerce, we're circling Turnpike Lane Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy, broski holding the clutch then brake What What Sykes, SykesSykes, Sykes What Wey-wey-wey-wey-wey I'm in the back of this car, no taxi Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me You'll see this hand ting get handy Live-o corn when I slap this badly One in the head, jump out and get tappy I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys Bally up, spot man and get splashy Switch, you don't wanna see me switch up Off the moped with a stick, no witch The sweet ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skin thick Telling me she rates my songs and dick Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks This .38 hand ting holds six Like Turna, with bae I can't slip I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge If you don't see no one at Tops or Commerce, we're circling Turnpike Lane Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy, broski holding the clutch then brake Bros too tapped, he keeps on squeezing, sneezing, this is the shotgun season Get back gang where the dotty's revealing, S slapped it, jumped out and beat it Gang 'dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix Two in the dots for five of these idiots Shh got cheffed up and then left bleeding Lack on the road, that's normal procedures These opp boys must've gone ku-ku 'Cause I'm really on drills, no fibs Man's holding a fuck off chings If you see Double Lz, step round with a limp Always two guns up in the whip Slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch Don't think you can ride on the Nizz Man slide right back in a tinted whip If I slap this corn out the hand ting It's a mad ting if I press this trigger 6 man squashed in this dinger, chest shot chinger Jump out gang with this spinner This opp thot come way too inna cah her friend got shot She don't know who's the driller To all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up No reaction, they don't ride for their nigga I'm on the O, ten toes with my soldiers I don't beef my age, I got beef with olders Man crash this corn off motors This shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder Tion Wayne is a fucking joker Carni tryna spill juice, that's soaker Buck four, he tried run with his poker He's with DV and they both got poked up Yo, I'm tryna do it like Boogs, fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case This shotgun come long like Grace, half it-half it so it comes in the rave On the stage with H, big shank on my waist, so I'm in N9 with my mates Gang changing plates, tape off your estates then head straight back to the base This sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates If I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes, my driller backed it and try hit that face If we can't see H then we gon' get blades, either way, it works both ways Bro's drunk off Wrays, got corn for days so I don't get blammed on the mains I'm in the back of this car, no taxi Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me You'll see this hand ting get handy Live-o corn when I slap this badly One in the head, jump out and get tappy I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys Bally up, spot man and get splashy Switch, you don't wanna see me switch up Off the moped with a stick, no witch The sweet ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skin thick Telling me she rates my songs and dick Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks This .38 hand ting holds six Like Turna, with bae I can't slip I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge If you don't see no one at Tops or Commerce, we're circling Turnpike Lane Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy, broski holding the clutch then brake What What Sykes, Sykes

rudeness + play on words + beats=yanko

1:40

😮😮😮😮😮

2 years late but it sounds fucking lit 🔥🔥🔥

The people that don't like🤮🤮🤮🤮

I Love it

Wow det's ist onfeier🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶

WUSUP BLOCK6 GANGSTERS! U GOOD IN OHIO USA NIGA.

BLOCK6 GOD LOVES U ALL! GLORY BE TO GOD!

Rudeness × Bars × Flow = Yanko💥❤

Can you do squeeks x kwengface mop

1:47

Davs Theme Song

🔥

I got metal on my hand like logan

Tell me, why did you sing like Glee? Why did you rat? Hey, catch that rodent This dinger and my man's soul got suttin' in common They both got stolen When it's us lot hopping out motors They lose their heart like organ donors I'm really tryna X men off If I step with metal in my hand like Logan I got metal in my hand like Logan And it come thick like Jessica Dime

top premier league goal scorers 2010-2022

🥶🥶🥶

cool in brosky

1:36

1:41

Cold yanko❤️‍🔥🔒

What's he wearing in the video? Those clothes are fire

Amazing

That logan bruh its litt 🔥

Hard akh!

from insta attendence here 😤

☝️☝️💯

My man makes peng leng

Where do you get these backgrounds from?

Nice keep the good work up. One day you will grow up trust me

This hits hard🔥🔥🔥

Cold bro 🥶

Lovedd itttt fammmmmm

I prefer the woo

i can understand what hes saying in the slowed version so well wtf lmao

COLLLDDD

My boyyyy

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

man like timmy you know

hey bro can you do lr x m loose talker and 1011 kill confirmed???

running out of ideas

How can you give man verbal abuse? Try come to the hood, had to buss that yute We didn't get touched but still left juice It wasn't from us, it must've been you How can you give man verbal abuse? Try come to the hood, had to buss that yute We didn't get touched but still left juice It wasn't from us, it must've been you My Air Force 1s got creased, brand new But I'm running from Jakes, so it's fuck these shoes You left your mate, that ain't your Bruce That ain't your bae, I beat that boo How you try say man ain't on it? What you know about hopping on bonnets? .32 on my waist, no jean size Cheeky finish, I might just lob him He said that he weren't from here So we ducked him, thought that he weren't being honest And bro done a brilliant dril Near enough got a kill but he still acts modest Bringing in waps into council flats And testing them out in the forest Successful one man I love this gun Old school like Fernando Torres In the field this ain't C.O.D But I've seen man run, dolphin dive They didn't wanna feel this heat Them man get head in the T I break it in pebbles and slang in the streets Tell broski hold all my profit I need a new wap to come enter the beef Skiddup, hi, click it, bye Do it like Boyz n the Hood Man know I got olders shook They know about man and the risks that I've took Opp block, old tracky and boogz A mask on my face give me gloves and I'm good Two man, two spinners, no juks Unlimited sweets I keep that by the Bush And how can you give man lip When you're shaking your arse for your friends, that's vile? And please don't be in denial Triggz got left in a Tescos aisle You shoulda kept your head in them books And headshot come like Young Shooks Man's running with villains and crooks, jooks Banging finesse with no look Fill up the tank with the mask on my face Hope they don't clock who it is Got a mash in the whip, a shank on my hip So if I get caught then I'm pissed The pigs want me up in the bin Not up in the bits, it's turning me skits My niggas still taking trips so if man slips I guess that's it My niggas still taking trips How can you give man verbal abuse? Try come to the hood, had to buss that yute You didn't get touched but still left juice It wasn't from us, it must've been you

0:20 Thanks.

Coooold