enerjik bi' yapı taşıyorum taşı taşı yoruldu bedenim. park edip ispark'a geniş geniş sarıp yakın, güvenliğe verin. ev önünde parka yada bi' inşaata gerek duymamak isterim. gerek yok ispata, yak erisin buzul sular bu caddeler serin. paket, paket vicdan olsa da kaybolur gider tuzla buz. kaset, kaset satsan ne olur? içi boş kitabı kim okur? patek, patek belki bi' çobanın bileğinde daha iyi durur. yolun hasetle dolu, bayılana kadar yürü yürü durma. kimsenin tavuğuna kış demeyen bi' civcive de demez haliyle, hayır. saygı göstermeyen bi' saygısıza saygı gösterilmez haliyle. ben hip ve hop'tan gelen, eli kalem tutan. 15'inden beri bu caddelerde başkasının kalemini tutan kaybolur silmeye çalıştığı bu cümlelerde. 12 senelik popu yedi senin bi' senede çakma dediğin hiphop. ne düşünürdü bi' düşün pilot kayıtlarını dinleseydi Travis Scott. kalitesizlik taktırır bazen sana kariyerinden daha pahalı bi' saat. ama terbiyesizlik yaşatır daha kötüsünü senin en kötü kabusundan bile. özrünü yaradandan dile, kalıyor katile öldür-öldürme seçimini yapıyoruz olayımız bu. tepkim genelde sadece "skrrt". bedelini kütüphane gibi kafama ödüyorum. otomatik pilotu vurup yerine mikrofonu takıyorum. ona konuşup tüm olan bitene bi' bakıyorum. kafiyeden önce "money flip", balık gibi çevir onu pasifik, bedenim sadece söylediklerime "body kit", bu ne garip hareket, olamadım politik. önemlidir her zaman ailen. ne yapayım beyni bir taneyle? benden iki tanesine acilen ihtiyacım var ama bulamadım haliyle. hastane küvezine tahminen. altın toz yalıyorum dahice! sözlerin gücü beni taşıyan hemşire bile beni takip ediyor bu bahaneyle. "daha ne yapayım, yatıyorum haliyle."
Out here making power moves like when lions devour foods time stands still but the hours move sweet complex yet im a sour dude when showers gloom the flowers bloom since im in zone well now you doomed aint even got a twin yet i tower you dir man for i live as a coward fool dropped out of yamborghini high pull up in a lamborghini sike cant afford that and never will gotta stay underground with my clever skills they try to tell me endeavor kills so i come back wit bigger an better bills
[Intro: A$AP Rocky + Juicy J] Yeah, yeah I'm, y'all know what it is Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, (Shut the fuck up) yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm Yeah I'm [Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J] Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (You know it) Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate (We do it) Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J] Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day Yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah (You know it) I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah, I'm eatin' crêpes Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes (Grapes) She make no mistakes, me make no complaints I love how she think she graduated with that brain She go to… [Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J] Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate (You know it) Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (Shut the fuck up) [Verse 2: A$AP Nast] Tool on my waist, shades on my face Money in the bank, make no mistake Nast does it great Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front 7:45 on the fuckin' dot, your bitch down to ride Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G Made in the streets, rep for the streets So I keep a piece Niggas try to front, act if he want Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side [Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J] Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (Bitches) Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches [Verse 3: A$AP Ant] My mama told me, "Save that money-bank accounts-don't spend that bread." Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet Dibble dabble with the lean Hi-Tech with the cream soda As I whipped the yola Lambo red, Coca Cola My bros, Cosa Nostra Ridin' on a speedboat She suckin', lickin', deep-throat Rey Mysterio When I'm jumpin' off the top rope Banana clip with the scope Wearin' all white Like I'm the mothafuckin' pope [Verse 4: A$AP Ferg] I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin' high through the sky, hey yo Yammy's vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome, hey yo This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah I ain't with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah My Jewelry glistening why I’m always chilly Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli' 'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies With a bad bitch in the Bentley Wood grain with the roof gone Make a bitch fold like a futon Gettin' bread like a crouton Tell me what the fuck is you on [Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J] Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate (You know it) Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches [Bridge: A$AP Twelvyy] OG, nigga keep it low key Coolin' in the low ride Tourin' with the Rollies Rollin', chiefin' OG Damn I got the smoke right Let you get the floor seats Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip Nigga I'm an OG Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game [Outro] Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, don't spend that bread Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet Dibble dabble with the lean High-tech with the cream, soda As I whipped the yola Lambo red, Coca Cola My bros, Cosa Nostra Ridin' on a speedboat She suckin', lickin', deepthroat Rey Mysterio When I'm jumpin' off the top rope Banana clip with the scope Wearin' all white Like I'm the mothafuckin' Pope
Yamborghini High Had Pam An on a Pan Am in the sky Miles high above cloud 9 8 Mile when I rhyme Shoot like 76ers, 45 in rotation 321, I’m on my spaceship
Intro} Gratefulzz Yeah, te-ma les flammes Ah ouais, yeah, yeah Yeah, ah ouais {Couplet unique} Te-ma les flammes, Resval, comment t'as pu oser ? Mets tout l'sirop, j'sais pas doser Le temps s'échappe, toi, tu passes ton temps à causer, rien qu'd'y penser, j'ai la nausée Ouais, dans la vie, j'veux des diamants, dix mille dans la banque pour zapper les blessures que j'ai causées Monte dans la caisse en sachant qu'c'est dans les flammes qu'mon taxi va tous nous déposer, ouh yeah Ils veulent m'arrêter comme un parachute dans ma fusée, rien à cirer, yeah Y aura deux-trois Lamborghini dans le garage, des liasses de billets pour m'en tirer, yeah Regarde mes yeux, tous les matins, on s'arrache donc tous les matins, j'suis déchiré, yeah R.E.S-val, c'est comme Uzi ou Kalash', j'vais toucher ma cible quand j'vais tirer Et pour m'égaler, ça transporte de la coke jusqu'à Porte d'Italie Ramène des rappeurs, j'vais bien m'régaler, j'finis dans un palais pas comme Koulibaly, ouh yeah Dans la vallée, négro, j'vais t'empaler, j'vois ta face qui pâlit Dégage de là, fils de chien, t'es banni, j'lirai tes commentaires sur une plage à Bali, ouh yeah Déflagration, j'ai le bien et le mal, j'ai la séparation Professeur Lean avec W2, tu peux pas siroter la même préparation A l'incendie y a pas d'réparation, appelle les flics pour les dégradations J'ai la monnaie, j'ai les fruits d'la passion, négro, j'vais les plier, j'ai mis toutes les rations Appelle Méphisto pour les déclarations, yeah, négro, j'arrive comme un boss, yeah Me sens comme le capitaine, tu sais qu'le capitaine s'ra toujours à son poste, yeah J't'ai dit : "J'vais t'décapiter" quand j'vais t'décapiter, protégez tous vos gosses, yeah J'entends les flammes crépiter, l'argent s'ra débité mais pour ça, faut qu'on bosse, yeah J'avance des rimes sur des milliers, j'consomme la moula, toi, tu fumes le narguilé, mmh Toujours solide comme un pilier, j'écris tellement d'rimes que bientôt, j'peux les dealer, yeah yeah On ramasse le cash, à la fin d'la mission, négro, tu m'verras filer, ouh yeah J'avance les yeux rouges, négro, j'me suis pas déguisé pour le défilé Méphisto, bellek si tu mens, écoute seulement, yeah yeah Bellek si tu mens, j'te plante réellement, yeah yeah J't'encule tellement, sismique dérèglement, yeah yeah J'peux pas faire autrement, c'est l'Y Règlement, fils de pute
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day Yeah, yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah, I'm eatin' crêpes Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes She make no mistakes, me make no complaints I love how she think she graduated with that brain She go to Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Tool on my waist, shades on my face Money in the bank, make no mistake Nast does it great Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front 7:45 on the fuckin' dot, your bitch down to ride Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G Made in the streets, rep for the streets So I keep a piece Niggas try to front, act if he want Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, don't spend that bread Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet Dibble dabble with the lean High-tech with the cream, soda As I whipped the yola Lambo red, Coca Cola My bros, Cosa Nostra Ridin' on a speedboat She suckin', lickin', deepthroat Rey Mysterio When I'm jumpin' off the top rope Banana clip with the scope Wearin' all white Like I'm the mothafuckin' Pope I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin' high through the sky, hey yo Yammy's vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome, hey yo This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah I ain't with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah My jewelry glistening why I'm always chilly Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli' 'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies With a bad bitch in the Bentley Wood grain with the roof gone Make a bitch fold like a futon Gettin' bread like a crouton Tell me what the fuck is you on Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (OG, nigga keep it low key Coolin' in the low ride Tourin' with the Rollies Rollin' cheifin' OG Damn I got the smoke right Let you gain floor seats Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip Nigga I'm a OG Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game) Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Eu sei que o tempo trás em dobro tudo que me abdiquei Porque eu quero e busco o torro Essa é a jornada de um rei Vai dizer que eu não avisei Eu me sinto até o francês que pulo na tape do kesh But o kill for cash, but i kill for family Dont speak my name
Let's go Go go go We lit Hit the dank I have wish I had even more friends I love all my friends Till the end The newer days are better Did they really?
Look I spit the trilliest shit ever. I'm super fly Ron o'neal. Some these new rappers look like stunt dummies super Dave. I'm too much for the mortal mind. Every time I rhyme you auto rewind and find there's more to find. Pop the cork then pour the wine. I rep from MA to TN. When you are truly successful you don't have to brag. Stand for something or you will fall for anything. My style is unmatched and untamed. Suicide flow skydiving without a parachute. I'm an artist the microphone is my paintbrush and the instrumental is my canvas.
Flyte de verdad No estoy ñai con tu realidad tu pensa kla Plata quiero mas Ami madre una mansion como manson se la sueño regalar Tener par de benz En mi funeral de oro Mi cajon Yo conozco bien toda esa maldad y de malo yo se k no tienen na te toco chorear al otro apretar y aparentar De cultura eres basico hablalo en general A este punto el dinero me genera un dolor mental yo jamas pense que cantando del error que me marco mi vida si cruzo el lago es por que billonario al cielo fue mi inspiracion me voy a comprar la casa de ese wn Y voy armar sendo palacio Me voy a pasiar como un marciano Accibilidad al subterranio Guardando el alfa romeo Y el mybach rosa era el porche Que le regalo asu hija Lo descapote Escribiemdo musica se lo compre desde nene mami tu flow te bene ala monse se lo comente y dijo te tendre muy bien me ofrecio y yo la recibo y pero ati por ser su amigo te ofrecio a cambio de
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Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day Yeah, yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah, I'm eatin' crêpes Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes She make no mistakes, me make no complaints I love how she think she graduated with that brain She go to Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Tool on my waist, shades on my face Money in the bank, make no mistake Nast does it great Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front 7:45 on the fuckin' dot, your bitch down to ride Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G Made in the streets, rep for the streets So I keep a piece Niggas try to front, act if he want Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, don't spend that bread Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet Dibble dabble with the lean High-tech with the cream, soda As I whipped the yola Lambo red, Coca Cola My bros, Cosa Nostra Ridin' on a speedboat She suckin', lickin', deepthroat Rey Mysterio When I'm jumpin' off the top rope Banana clip with the scope Wearin' all white Like I'm the mothafuckin' Pope I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin' high through the sky, hey yo Yammy's vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome, hey yo This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah I ain't with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah My jewelry glistening why I'm always chilly Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli' 'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies With a bad bitch in the Bentley Wood grain with the roof gone Make a bitch fold like a futon Gettin' bread like a crouton Tell me what the fuck is you on Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake No, we can't relate Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib This is how it is, this is how we live Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (OG, nigga keep it low key Coolin' in the low ride Tourin' with the Rollies Rollin' cheifin' OG Damn I got the smoke right Let you gain floor seats Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip Nigga I'm a OG Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game)
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This instrumental slides 🔥‼
This sounds like an Akatsuki theme song
Them pulling up with the gang, I can see it
Ohh my goodness so true
Idk why this make sense. Its like it sounds Goldy yet manelovent at the same time
honestly
They are following the way of Jashin
enerjik bi' yapı taşıyorum taşı taşı yoruldu bedenim.
park edip ispark'a geniş geniş sarıp yakın,
güvenliğe verin.
ev önünde parka yada bi' inşaata gerek duymamak isterim.
gerek yok ispata, yak erisin buzul sular bu caddeler serin.
paket, paket vicdan olsa da kaybolur gider tuzla buz.
kaset, kaset satsan ne olur? içi boş kitabı kim okur?
patek, patek belki bi' çobanın bileğinde daha iyi durur.
yolun hasetle dolu, bayılana kadar yürü yürü durma.
kimsenin tavuğuna kış demeyen bi' civcive de demez haliyle, hayır.
saygı göstermeyen bi' saygısıza saygı gösterilmez haliyle.
ben hip ve hop'tan gelen, eli kalem tutan.
15'inden beri bu caddelerde başkasının kalemini tutan kaybolur silmeye çalıştığı bu cümlelerde.
12 senelik popu yedi senin bi' senede çakma dediğin hiphop.
ne düşünürdü bi' düşün pilot kayıtlarını dinleseydi Travis Scott.
kalitesizlik taktırır bazen sana kariyerinden daha pahalı bi' saat.
ama terbiyesizlik yaşatır daha kötüsünü senin en kötü kabusundan bile.
özrünü yaradandan dile, kalıyor katile öldür-öldürme seçimini yapıyoruz olayımız bu.
tepkim genelde sadece "skrrt".
bedelini kütüphane gibi kafama ödüyorum.
otomatik pilotu vurup yerine mikrofonu takıyorum.
ona konuşup tüm olan bitene bi' bakıyorum.
kafiyeden önce "money flip",
balık gibi çevir onu pasifik,
bedenim sadece söylediklerime "body kit",
bu ne garip hareket, olamadım politik.
önemlidir her zaman ailen.
ne yapayım beyni bir taneyle?
benden iki tanesine acilen ihtiyacım var ama bulamadım haliyle.
hastane küvezine tahminen.
altın toz yalıyorum dahice!
sözlerin gücü beni taşıyan hemşire bile beni takip ediyor bu bahaneyle.
"daha ne yapayım, yatıyorum haliyle."
this track describes my everyday life
Edgy
The same for me
Chill with random poopy noises
shut up, you don't have a lambo stoopid
Out here making power moves
like when lions devour foods
time stands still but the hours move
sweet complex yet im a sour dude
when showers gloom the flowers bloom
since im in zone well now you doomed
aint even got a twin yet i tower you
dir man for i live as a coward fool
dropped out of yamborghini high
pull up in a lamborghini sike
cant afford that and never will
gotta stay underground with my clever skills
they try to tell me endeavor kills
so i come back wit bigger an better bills
getting si high.. tryna write some verse for a freestyle ... ayyyyy
Bruh I knew this was gone be tough
bamborbini bi bis bis bow be bo bit. lol pretty close.
Dope
Thanks man
Rip Yams
Only voices angels?
Yeah its such a simple beat
Bass cuts off too quick xD
[Intro: A$AP Rocky + Juicy J]
Yeah, yeah I'm, y'all know what it is
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, (Shut the fuck up) yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm
Yeah I'm
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J]
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (You know it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate (We do it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J]
Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate
Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day
Yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith
Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah (You know it)
I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah, I'm eatin' crêpes
Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes (Grapes)
She make no mistakes, me make no complaints
I love how she think she graduated with that brain
She go to…
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J]
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate (You know it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (Shut the fuck up)
[Verse 2: A$AP Nast]
Tool on my waist, shades on my face
Money in the bank, make no mistake
Nast does it great
Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front
7:45 on the fuckin' dot, your bitch down to ride
Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want
Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J]
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (Bitches)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
[Verse 3: A$AP Ant]
My mama told me, "Save that money-bank accounts-don't spend that bread."
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibble dabble with the lean
Hi-Tech with the cream soda
As I whipped the yola
Lambo red, Coca Cola
My bros, Cosa Nostra
Ridin' on a speedboat
She suckin', lickin', deep-throat
Rey Mysterio
When I'm jumpin' off the top rope
Banana clip with the scope
Wearin' all white
Like I'm the mothafuckin' pope
[Verse 4: A$AP Ferg]
I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin' high through the sky, hey yo
Yammy's vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo
Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo
R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome, hey yo
This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah
I ain't with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah
My Jewelry glistening why I’m always chilly
Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli'
'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies
With a bad bitch in the Bentley
Wood grain with the roof gone
Make a bitch fold like a futon
Gettin' bread like a crouton
Tell me what the fuck is you on
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J]
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate (You know it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
[Bridge: A$AP Twelvyy]
OG, nigga keep it low key
Coolin' in the low ride
Tourin' with the Rollies
Rollin', chiefin' OG
Damn I got the smoke right
Let you get the floor seats
Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip
Nigga I'm an OG
Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game
[Outro]
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
GMA no need to cry wipe the pain out ya eyes good don’t always die
Love it
My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, don't spend that bread
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibble dabble with the lean
High-tech with the cream, soda
As I whipped the yola
Lambo red, Coca Cola
My bros, Cosa Nostra
Ridin' on a speedboat
She suckin', lickin', deepthroat
Rey Mysterio
When I'm jumpin' off the top rope
Banana clip with the scope
Wearin' all white
Like I'm the mothafuckin' Pope
saludos amigo
quieres fumar hierva
That's literally the lyrics to the song
jesus that’s cancerous. just like filthy frank warned us about
@@manwhothinks7533 yeah bro, drop me insta let’s smoke up. From UK
isn't it High tech with the 'preme?
Yamborghini High
Had Pam An on a Pan Am in the sky
Miles high above cloud 9
8 Mile when I rhyme
Shoot like 76ers, 45 in rotation
321, I’m on my spaceship
yatıyorum haliyle
The rich people sing poor just listening lol
Intro}
Gratefulzz
Yeah, te-ma les flammes
Ah ouais, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ah ouais
{Couplet unique}
Te-ma les flammes, Resval, comment t'as pu oser ? Mets tout l'sirop, j'sais pas doser
Le temps s'échappe, toi, tu passes ton temps à causer, rien qu'd'y penser, j'ai la nausée
Ouais, dans la vie, j'veux des diamants, dix mille dans la banque pour zapper les blessures que j'ai causées
Monte dans la caisse en sachant qu'c'est dans les flammes qu'mon taxi va tous nous déposer, ouh yeah
Ils veulent m'arrêter comme un parachute dans ma fusée, rien à cirer, yeah
Y aura deux-trois Lamborghini dans le garage, des liasses de billets pour m'en tirer, yeah
Regarde mes yeux, tous les matins, on s'arrache donc tous les matins, j'suis déchiré, yeah
R.E.S-val, c'est comme Uzi ou Kalash', j'vais toucher ma cible quand j'vais tirer
Et pour m'égaler, ça transporte de la coke jusqu'à Porte d'Italie
Ramène des rappeurs, j'vais bien m'régaler, j'finis dans un palais pas comme Koulibaly, ouh yeah
Dans la vallée, négro, j'vais t'empaler, j'vois ta face qui pâlit
Dégage de là, fils de chien, t'es banni, j'lirai tes commentaires sur une plage à Bali, ouh yeah
Déflagration, j'ai le bien et le mal, j'ai la séparation
Professeur Lean avec W2, tu peux pas siroter la même préparation
A l'incendie y a pas d'réparation, appelle les flics pour les dégradations
J'ai la monnaie, j'ai les fruits d'la passion, négro, j'vais les plier, j'ai mis toutes les rations
Appelle Méphisto pour les déclarations, yeah, négro, j'arrive comme un boss, yeah
Me sens comme le capitaine, tu sais qu'le capitaine s'ra toujours à son poste, yeah
J't'ai dit : "J'vais t'décapiter" quand j'vais t'décapiter, protégez tous vos gosses, yeah
J'entends les flammes crépiter, l'argent s'ra débité mais pour ça, faut qu'on bosse, yeah
J'avance des rimes sur des milliers, j'consomme la moula, toi, tu fumes le narguilé, mmh
Toujours solide comme un pilier, j'écris tellement d'rimes que bientôt, j'peux les dealer, yeah yeah
On ramasse le cash, à la fin d'la mission, négro, tu m'verras filer, ouh yeah
J'avance les yeux rouges, négro, j'me suis pas déguisé pour le défilé
Méphisto, bellek si tu mens, écoute seulement, yeah yeah
Bellek si tu mens, j'te plante réellement, yeah yeah
J't'encule tellement, sismique dérèglement, yeah yeah
J'peux pas faire autrement, c'est l'Y Règlement, fils de pute
Put it on 1x25 speed it sounds dope ASF
nah the bass sound too distorted to vibe to
No play it at 2×
Yeah, perfect for a late night bmw e39 imola red triple vanos ride
2024 📆high school🏫lit🔥
where can I find the car noise in the original song
Look I’m off lsd rn & I’m tryna rap on this beat😂, can I get a download link?
youtube to mp3
E blana rau frt
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🚒
Live on 85 chevies riding high,gave up my wings told god fuck tryna fly I’d rather have her bye my side on some ride ya know some Bonnie clyde
Heeeyyyy hoppr hopper 🥋
This is better than the original, the bass sounds more trappy...21 would kill this shit
can u tell me what u using to do that pleaaaase ? just would like to do some instrumentals for pleasure please help me i dont know shit about this
Lol I thought there was a fly on my screen
3 ceedddeeeedeeeecdeeeded cdddcdd 3 just. 4f NJ 3rd TV
This'll be for gabe
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate
Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day
Yeah, yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith
Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah
I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah, I'm eatin' crêpes
Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes
She make no mistakes, me make no complaints
I love how she think she graduated with that brain
She go to
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Tool on my waist, shades on my face
Money in the bank, make no mistake
Nast does it great
Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front
7:45 on the fuckin' dot, your bitch down to ride
Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want
Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, don't spend that bread
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibble dabble with the lean
High-tech with the cream, soda
As I whipped the yola
Lambo red, Coca Cola
My bros, Cosa Nostra
Ridin' on a speedboat
She suckin', lickin', deepthroat
Rey Mysterio
When I'm jumpin' off the top rope
Banana clip with the scope
Wearin' all white
Like I'm the mothafuckin' Pope
I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin' high through the sky, hey yo
Yammy's vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo
Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo
R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome, hey yo
This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah
I ain't with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah
My jewelry glistening why I'm always chilly
Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli'
'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies
With a bad bitch in the Bentley
Wood grain with the roof gone
Make a bitch fold like a futon
Gettin' bread like a crouton
Tell me what the fuck is you on
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(OG, nigga keep it low key
Coolin' in the low ride
Tourin' with the Rollies
Rollin' cheifin' OG
Damn I got the smoke right
Let you gain floor seats
Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip
Nigga I'm a OG
Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game)
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Eu sei que o tempo trás em dobro tudo que me abdiquei
Porque eu quero e busco o torro
Essa é a jornada de um rei
Vai dizer que eu não avisei
Eu me sinto até o francês que pulo na tape do kesh
But o kill for cash, but i kill for family
Dont speak my name
Who knows a song has a similar theme like this one?
Yamborghini high
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Let's go
Go go go
We lit
Hit the dank
I have wish I had even more friends
I love all my friends
Till the end
The newer days are better
Did they really?
GOOD
Look I spit the trilliest shit ever. I'm super fly Ron o'neal. Some these new rappers look like stunt dummies super Dave. I'm too much for the mortal mind. Every time I rhyme you auto rewind and find there's more to find. Pop the cork then pour the wine. I rep from MA to TN. When you are truly successful you don't have to brag. Stand for something or you will fall for anything. My style is unmatched and untamed. Suicide flow skydiving without a parachute. I'm an artist the microphone is my paintbrush and the instrumental is my canvas.
walter what the fuck
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Fucking amazing
Just some details, but it's a very good job
Good
listening to this instrumental its like 10 Commandments are calling me jesus is calling me
Better than nothing.. ThanX
BPM?
138 BPM
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Dragonghini boost
Flyte de verdad
No estoy ñai con tu realidad tu pensa kla
Plata quiero mas
Ami madre una mansion como manson se la sueño regalar
Tener par de benz
En mi funeral de oro
Mi cajon
Yo conozco bien toda esa maldad y de malo yo se k no tienen na te toco chorear al otro apretar y aparentar
De cultura eres basico hablalo en general
A este punto el dinero me genera un dolor mental yo jamas pense que cantando del error que me marco mi vida si cruzo el lago es por que billonario al cielo fue mi inspiracion me voy a comprar la casa de ese wn
Y voy armar sendo palacio
Me voy a pasiar como un marciano
Accibilidad al subterranio
Guardando el alfa romeo
Y el mybach rosa era el porche
Que le regalo asu hija
Lo descapote
Escribiemdo musica se lo compre
desde nene mami tu flow te bene ala monse se lo comente y dijo te tendre muy bien me ofrecio y yo la recibo y pero ati por ser su amigo te ofrecio a cambio de
this is the rich people theme song
It really do
Sound like
That
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көзде очки қалада
четам брат бүгін
босынба барайық шанхайға
трасса Астыда 14 қара
Бейбаның арманы бірақ ода басқа
музон J.cole буферде ойнауда
ешкімді танымайсын уже біз астанада
жақындадық шанқайдын бойына
дүкенен алып кола талғам бізде қара
Titian toto
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate
Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day
Yeah, yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith
Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah
I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah, I'm eatin' crêpes
Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes
She make no mistakes, me make no complaints
I love how she think she graduated with that brain
She go to
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Tool on my waist, shades on my face
Money in the bank, make no mistake
Nast does it great
Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front
7:45 on the fuckin' dot, your bitch down to ride
Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want
Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, don't spend that bread
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibble dabble with the lean
High-tech with the cream, soda
As I whipped the yola
Lambo red, Coca Cola
My bros, Cosa Nostra
Ridin' on a speedboat
She suckin', lickin', deepthroat
Rey Mysterio
When I'm jumpin' off the top rope
Banana clip with the scope
Wearin' all white
Like I'm the mothafuckin' Pope
I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin' high through the sky, hey yo
Yammy's vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo
Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo
R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome, hey yo
This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah
I ain't with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah
My jewelry glistening why I'm always chilly
Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli'
'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies
With a bad bitch in the Bentley
Wood grain with the roof gone
Make a bitch fold like a futon
Gettin' bread like a crouton
Tell me what the fuck is you on
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(OG, nigga keep it low key
Coolin' in the low ride
Tourin' with the Rollies
Rollin' cheifin' OG
Damn I got the smoke right
Let you gain floor seats
Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip
Nigga I'm a OG
Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game)