YSN TM - Members Only Lyrics

Nicky, free my man
Heh, yeah
Keep that, keep that bitch around my hip but I'm quick to let you have it
I'm quick to let you have it
I'm quick to let you have it
I'm quick to let you have it
I'm quick to let you have it
Keep that bitch around my hip, I'm quick to let you have it
I do that last year, man, that shit was track
Don't even wanna beef a bar, I heard his ass a faggot
A lot of niggas wanna kill me, probably think I'm Aladdin
2023, I got the ball but this ain't matter
Nigga, ball game
He said he smokin' hoop, it sounds like he gettin' smoked
Feel like my aim too good so I don't need no f*ckin' smoke
Dude gettin' hung for real, hell no, I don't need no rope
You don't got no hustling, nigga, that's why you sittin' around poked
I heard thinkin' with your dick, that's how we got your f*ckin' luck
And just know you gettin' banged on if you touch my bro
Man, you might leave out with a fade if you comin' with a fro
Bullets comin' right to you, coach, probably think I throw
Nigga don't know shit so stop actin' like you know
Every joke that touch my hand, but a plug, no, I'ma make it shake
Got my youngin' in the field, makin' plays like golden tape
If the dick's behind the whip, man, we gon' take him on the chase
All I know is make money, so I'm out here chasin' pay
Tryna conch out about that hoe, somebody snatch that nigga cape
And I ain't talkin' bout no deli, but I'm in here touchin' cake
Nah, this ain't trade it, but I'm bendin' down in a Wraith
Nigga, only dogs around
You can't hang if you ain't slide
Know the opps you put up, but I swear to God, them boys behind
Let me get along, I'm comin', I'm in traffic, straight glidin'
Put your dick in that bus, and man, these girl niggas be trifin'
Man, I can't put no trust in her, swear to God, boy, ain't no wife
And boy, your emotion been on hold
What the f*ck, your wife been lyin'
If you ain't tryna spend no money, swear to God, I'm not replyin'
Woo
Free jello out that big set, they got you in that can
Told them, time gon' be slight
Comin' home, we makin' band, puttin' belt all summer
You might leave out with a ten, come around my gang flexin'
You might leave out empty-handed
Man, that ain't nothin' in the way
Only thing I want is Ben
Nigga
Glock 23, LeBron James, but I want Kobe
Niggas dick suck, I came home, they actin' like they know me
I need money right now, I'm comin' through
If you owe me, thinkin' that I am a bitch
Get up on me, you have to show me
Ain't no hole in my body, up the pole, you gotta blow me
Only winners in my camp, you better ask, we got some trophies
I got some trophies
Nigga
Ha
Dumbass
You don't know what it is
Yeah
Yeah
Why you shoot him off
Ha
Got my members in this bitch with me
Huh
Turn gang, don't get burnt, gang
Bam
Bah