Rubberband OG & YFN Lucci - YEA YEA (AUDIO)

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    Rubberband OG & YFN Lucci - YEA YEA (AUDIO) - Lyrics:
    HOOK (Rubberband OG)
    You get money, yo trap do numbers?
    You bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
    Gotta make sure you got some solid n*ggas wit you
    Them h*es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
    You f*cking h*es now, designer clothes now
    You got shooters ready to wipe a n*gga nose now
    You can’t f*ck that check up you gotta save some
    Buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones
    VERSE 1 (Rubberband OG)
    Lil n*gga done took off (took off)
    Think about all the haters you shook off (shook off)
    Think about all the n*ggas they ain't look out
    Now look how we balling, we in the playoffs
    Car with no roof now, Bentley coupe now
    Them h*es ain't wanna f*ck, you f*cking em by the two now
    You made yourself a boss, so you ain’t got sh*t to prove now
    Them youngins on the front line, ready to shoot now
    I been tweaking I been geeking off them Percocets
    Got pulled over by the law, hope they don’t search this b*tch
    Ain’t got time to lay up with her, I’m tryna work the b*tch
    Make her hit the road, pick up them loads
    Lil n*gga solid you know he won’t bend or fold
    He bout his paper he ain't chasing after h*es
    He went to Cali found a plug on them bows
    How to get some money, sh*t, that’s all that n*gga know
    HOOK (Rubberband OG)
    You get money, yo trap do numbers?
    You bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
    Gotta make sure you got some solid n*ggas wit you
    Them h*es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
    You f*cking h*es now, designer clothes now
    You got shooters ready to wipe a n*gga nose now
    You can’t f*ck that check up you gotta save some
    Buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones
    VERSE 2 (YFN Lucci)
    Aye buy them pounds, break em down with your day one
    Lil bro got hit at a couple times, He still ain't shake nothin
    Take nun, I can get em hit up for like 800, Boss man
    I can send them wherever that they want it and I’m not playing
    Big dog, I do what I want, they do what they can
    I put VVS and Baguette’s on both my hands, aye rose gold white and
    Yellow
    I go every color they can, aye rose gold white and yellow
    Fly n*gga Toucan Sam, this sh*t on my wrist cost a ticket
    His b*tch on my d*ck that’s a thick b*tch
    All this ice in my mouth I think I got frost bit
    I can't, I can’t leave the house without my stick (Yea)
    I can’t put these racks off in my jeans, that sh*t won’t fit
    If I don’t buy that Birkin for my b*tch gone have a fit
    I can’t do no verse if you ain’t talking more than a brick
    I’m gone cop that verse and Ima pop my pop pop my lil sh*t
    HOOK (Rubberband OG)
    You get money, yo trap do numbers?
    You bout to cop a foreign car for the summer?
    Gotta make sure you got some solid n*ggas wit you
    Them h*es sweating the same ones who used to diss you
    You f*cking h*es now, designer clothes now
    You got shooters ready to wipe a n*gga nose now
    You can’t f*ck that check up you gotta save some
    Buy them pounds, break em down with your day ones
    #RubberbandOG #YFNLucci #YEAYEA
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