YSN TM - AH AH AH (feat. DMack) Lyrics

I'm screamin' mob to the fullest And you know when I come around
They gon' name me the bully Never show your hand up in my face cause I like takin' shit
Hold on Brody, stop this cop, gotta piss up on my ass
Ain't had no gloves when we been, but it ain't stopping ' shit Hoes keep tellin' me I'm cocky, but that just
My confidence Twitter lurkin' on my Instagram, they in my
Audience Bad bitch, she ain't got no booty, but she chocolate
When we have a talk, she say my name, she say it proper, bitch Stick up on me in this function, I ain't doin no arguin'
And this bitch with M.O.B., who really stoppin
Us Middle fingers to the opps, you tell them get they guap up
You was skippin' in the hallway, I was skippin school
I was out here servin' weeds and pills, makin moves
I know all the dead presidents, cause I got money, baby I ain't never passin' this shit out, cause you ain't the one who paid me, uh
Cause you ain't the one who paid me, I ain't never passin' this shit out, cause you ain't the one who paid me
They say I'm crazy and that money change me M.O.B. is mobbin', it's play crazy
I got glock, you tryna fake your lifestyle, tryna be somethin' you not
Me and D-Mack messed up, in your crib, we ain't knock
If I ain't got my F in, then I'm bouncin' out with chalk
I got that dawg, come shop, bitch, I'm hustlin' on the block
Don't get caught with OPP, cause they keep on gettin' shot We spend the block, we hittin' top, heard your homie ass got dropped
I got Stephon in my woods, they send Lareal to the top
And I ain't thinkin' with my dick, you can't trick me with no thot
Hattie's on my damn phone, tryna get that ready rock
D-Mack hit him, you heard, ah
D-Mack hit him, you heard, ah
D-Mack hit him, you heard, ah
They shot for lies, nigga, play with gang, gang
Oh, you got some new ice on you, snatch your chain, man
Yo, D-Stone, won't you round me, cause she heard I like the game
You know I hope that's not your bitch, cause if it is, we run a train game
Line him up with Switchy, make his ass fall
All I like to hear, cause that's the last call
Catch her up and run his ass down, then we smash
Got the load, ain't got that bag off
He ain't get that bag off
He can't come around the game, baby shit, he mass off
Me and T, I'm on the drill, f*ck it, take my mask off
He was dissin' on the Y, this gon' be his last walk
You be hangin' with them hoes, we gon' have them set you up
We gon' run up in your crib, you gon' hear that chopper bust
Yeah, that chopper f*cked him up
You gon' hear that chopper bust
Nigga, cause that chopper f*cked you up
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