How the f*ck could we click and you not my size
We not in the whip and it's still gone ride
Hold up a four but we toating a five
I done came up now I run the franchise
I look down on my wrist
It ain't not time for no f*ckery
I tell bro to keep it all
We ain't chopping shit
I don't do no cutlery
They f*ck with me
'Cause they realize I handle the beef
And it's stuck with me
It's up where nobody can see
How the f*ck did you get so conceited
When I had to back you was trynna get even
If I called you out it's gone be for a reason
I'm at the top I ain't trynna get even
I don't even beef no more I'm leaving
Two mil up man I'm feeling like Peezy
Dropping the biggest of bombs on these niggas
I'll put a bag on his head like Dad
All of my niggas they ready to spazz
I'm on the interstate pressing the gas
I better chill I don't want us to crash
We having motion this shit gotta last
F*ck being broke left that shit in the past
Boy think he tough better go get pads
My life a movie support the whole cast
Hoe acting nasty have some class
I'm finna drop they shit be trash
I'm dodging the camera they making me mad
I miss my dawg I want him back bad
You told me to win so I can't be sad
How the f*ck could we click and you not my size
We not in the whip and it's still gone ride
Hold up a four but we toating a five
I done came up now I run the franchise
I look down on my wrist
It ain't not time for no f*ckery
I tell bro to keep it all
We ain't chopping shit
I don't do no cutlery
Don't make sense but they switch
So my circle it stay close
Ain't no hoes in this bitch
That could make me hit the do'
I'm too close to these riches
'Bout my paper I won't fold
And these haters still exist
So we quick to stay opposed
I bring the rap game new competition
Every other day gotta change my flow
Go in the closet and throw on a fit
I'm coming flee if I put that shit on
I'ma young shiner
YBK glistenin'
But I want a chain that's made out of gold
I keep it basic I keep it simple
But nah I ain't plain I be doing the most
When I have son I'ma show him these ropes
Stay true to the game it's highs and lows
They speak on ya name that's how it goes
I'm on the road I'm chasing goals
My actions speak louder than my words could show
When niggas keep talking better watch 'em close
It come to that guala he not ya bro
You trynna stand over? I'm macho bro
YBK Omega - Still Gon Ride Lyrics
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How the f*ck could we click and you not my size
We not in the whip and it's still gone ride
Hold up a four but we toating a five
I done came up now I run the franchise
I look down on my wrist
It ain't not time for no f*ckery
I tell bro to keep it all
We ain't chopping shit
I don't do no cutlery
They f*ck with me
'Cause they realize I handle the beef
And it's stuck with me
It's up where nobody can see
How the f*ck did you get so conceited
When I had to back you was trynna get even
If I called you out it's gone be for a reason
I'm at the top I ain't trynna get even
I don't even beef no more I'm leaving
Two mil up man I'm feeling like Peezy
Dropping the biggest of bombs on these niggas
I'll put a bag on his head like Dad
All of my niggas they ready to spazz
I'm on the interstate pressing the gas
I better chill I don't want us to crash
We having motion this shit gotta last
F*ck being broke left that shit in the past
Boy think he tough better go get pads
My life a movie support the whole cast
Hoe acting nasty have some class
I'm finna drop they shit be trash
I'm dodging the camera they making me mad
I miss my dawg I want him back bad
You told me to win so I can't be sad
How the f*ck could we click and you not my size
We not in the whip and it's still gone ride
Hold up a four but we toating a five
I done came up now I run the franchise
I look down on my wrist
It ain't not time for no f*ckery
I tell bro to keep it all
We ain't chopping shit
I don't do no cutlery
Don't make sense but they switch
So my circle it stay close
Ain't no hoes in this bitch
That could make me hit the do'
I'm too close to these riches
'Bout my paper I won't fold
And these haters still exist
So we quick to stay opposed
I bring the rap game new competition
Every other day gotta change my flow
Go in the closet and throw on a fit
I'm coming flee if I put that shit on
I'ma young shiner
YBK glistenin'
But I want a chain that's made out of gold
I keep it basic I keep it simple
But nah I ain't plain I be doing the most
When I have son I'ma show him these ropes
Stay true to the game it's highs and lows
They speak on ya name that's how it goes
I'm on the road I'm chasing goals
My actions speak louder than my words could show
When niggas keep talking better watch 'em close
It come to that guala he not ya bro
You trynna stand over? I'm macho bro
We not in the whip and it's still gone ride
Hold up a four but we toating a five
I done came up now I run the franchise
I look down on my wrist
It ain't not time for no f*ckery
I tell bro to keep it all
We ain't chopping shit
I don't do no cutlery
They f*ck with me
'Cause they realize I handle the beef
And it's stuck with me
It's up where nobody can see
How the f*ck did you get so conceited
When I had to back you was trynna get even
If I called you out it's gone be for a reason
I'm at the top I ain't trynna get even
I don't even beef no more I'm leaving
Two mil up man I'm feeling like Peezy
Dropping the biggest of bombs on these niggas
I'll put a bag on his head like Dad
All of my niggas they ready to spazz
I'm on the interstate pressing the gas
I better chill I don't want us to crash
We having motion this shit gotta last
F*ck being broke left that shit in the past
Boy think he tough better go get pads
My life a movie support the whole cast
Hoe acting nasty have some class
I'm finna drop they shit be trash
I'm dodging the camera they making me mad
I miss my dawg I want him back bad
You told me to win so I can't be sad
How the f*ck could we click and you not my size
We not in the whip and it's still gone ride
Hold up a four but we toating a five
I done came up now I run the franchise
I look down on my wrist
It ain't not time for no f*ckery
I tell bro to keep it all
We ain't chopping shit
I don't do no cutlery
Don't make sense but they switch
So my circle it stay close
Ain't no hoes in this bitch
That could make me hit the do'
I'm too close to these riches
'Bout my paper I won't fold
And these haters still exist
So we quick to stay opposed
I bring the rap game new competition
Every other day gotta change my flow
Go in the closet and throw on a fit
I'm coming flee if I put that shit on
I'ma young shiner
YBK glistenin'
But I want a chain that's made out of gold
I keep it basic I keep it simple
But nah I ain't plain I be doing the most
When I have son I'ma show him these ropes
Stay true to the game it's highs and lows
They speak on ya name that's how it goes
I'm on the road I'm chasing goals
My actions speak louder than my words could show
When niggas keep talking better watch 'em close
It come to that guala he not ya bro
You trynna stand over? I'm macho bro
Writer: Jake Sollie, Jeremiah Holmes
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid