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Loser Video (MV)




Performed By: Y.N.D
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Dadrian Mallard, DeCorian Wofford
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Y.N.D - Loser Lyrics
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Please don't come this way you gone get popped with this ruger
Gang said he not f*ckin with the ops she a loser
YND the name search us up on your computer
Money jumpin', thumb keep thumbin'
Get out the way, cause dont act like comin
Stay on my shit, I'm not stoppin' for nothin
He a little boy, callin' him Benjamin Button
I'm pushin' a nigga, it start by the button
Got hoes by the dozen, got pounds of the doughjha
Wait till we get to the top, then it's over
Shiverin', niggas be hot that im colder
Tell them get over it
I hit a wood feelin' good, got an older bitch
Niggas be foul with their pockets, they holdin' it
All of my bitch in sync gotta notice it
I throw him a pound and they know to start rollin it
Nigga don't get me pissed off
Shit tryna ride with a nigga like Kristoff
I send a dime to my nigga like Chris Paul
Nigga like DB's, they get you picked off
Slide like a CD
I'm in a field with Gorillaz, so nigga don't try it
Crazy, they hate from the city, they biased
Droppin' some G's in his hand, have to eye it
Shit gettin' loose like a track
And a matter of fact, we some goats
We gon' leave him quiet
Give these f*ck niggas moment of silence like
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
Please don't come this way you gone get popped with this ruger
Gang said he not f*ckin with the ops she a loser
YND the name search us up on your computer
We got green tips and on 556s
Niggas washed up just like dishes
My bitch like a genie, I rub her ass
Then she grant my wishes
We was gettin' money
Since her nigga was itty bitty
Slide, what the f*ckin' semi
(Drank f*ckin' up my kidney)
Thank God we ain't beggin' for pennies
Rich nigga, we don't do no denny's
Chop a nigga up, don't call me Benny
Ridin' a red-eye, nigga, no hemi
Bad bitch tryna get lit off Henny
Smokin' that gas, don't call me Jiffy
Play wit my money, you know that I'm clingy
Too much designer, cant pick im Picky
Bitch nigga hatin' like, uh, Vicky
Bad bitch lookin' like Snack, Twinkie
Run them woods, yall rollin' them skimpies
Niggas be chirpin' too much like Tweety
Turn your back on me, get Ricky
Light a nigga up nine times, fifty
Shout out to the main nigga, Willie
Playin' right here, nigga, it'll get tricky
Breakin this gas, my nigga, it's sticky
Ballin' so hard, almost tore my Achilles
I hope that niggas, they feel me
Play around me get drilled
Pop a nigga like a pill
I do shit for the thrill
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English

Please don't come this way you gone get popped with this ruger
Gang said he not f*ckin with the ops she a loser
YND the name search us up on your computer
Money jumpin', thumb keep thumbin'
Get out the way, cause dont act like comin
Stay on my shit, I'm not stoppin' for nothin
He a little boy, callin' him Benjamin Button
I'm pushin' a nigga, it start by the button
Got hoes by the dozen, got pounds of the doughjha
Wait till we get to the top, then it's over
Shiverin', niggas be hot that im colder
Tell them get over it
I hit a wood feelin' good, got an older bitch
Niggas be foul with their pockets, they holdin' it
All of my bitch in sync gotta notice it
I throw him a pound and they know to start rollin it
Nigga don't get me pissed off
Shit tryna ride with a nigga like Kristoff
I send a dime to my nigga like Chris Paul
Nigga like DB's, they get you picked off
Slide like a CD
I'm in a field with Gorillaz, so nigga don't try it
Crazy, they hate from the city, they biased
Droppin' some G's in his hand, have to eye it
Shit gettin' loose like a track
And a matter of fact, we some goats
We gon' leave him quiet
Give these f*ck niggas moment of silence like
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
Please don't come this way you gone get popped with this ruger
Gang said he not f*ckin with the ops she a loser
YND the name search us up on your computer
We got green tips and on 556s
Niggas washed up just like dishes
My bitch like a genie, I rub her ass
Then she grant my wishes
We was gettin' money
Since her nigga was itty bitty
Slide, what the f*ckin' semi
(Drank f*ckin' up my kidney)
Thank God we ain't beggin' for pennies
Rich nigga, we don't do no denny's
Chop a nigga up, don't call me Benny
Ridin' a red-eye, nigga, no hemi
Bad bitch tryna get lit off Henny
Smokin' that gas, don't call me Jiffy
Play wit my money, you know that I'm clingy
Too much designer, cant pick im Picky
Bitch nigga hatin' like, uh, Vicky
Bad bitch lookin' like Snack, Twinkie
Run them woods, yall rollin' them skimpies
Niggas be chirpin' too much like Tweety
Turn your back on me, get Ricky
Light a nigga up nine times, fifty
Shout out to the main nigga, Willie
Playin' right here, nigga, it'll get tricky
Breakin this gas, my nigga, it's sticky
Ballin' so hard, almost tore my Achilles
I hope that niggas, they feel me
Play around me get drilled
Pop a nigga like a pill
I do shit for the thrill
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Writer: Dadrian Mallard, DeCorian Wofford
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