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Yung Balentiaga - ON MY TEAM Lyrics



Yung Balentiaga - ON MY TEAM Lyrics




Yeah, uh
Why did it...? Oh it's back, okay it's back
Why is it skipping, why is the beat skipping?
Oh, it's good now
Huh, yuh, uh, okay okay, yuh yuh, uh

Put my shit up in that cock-pit, uh
Put my shit up in that cock-pit, uh
Make her look real silly, when I got shit, uh
Make her look real silly, when I flip, uh, shit, uh
Bitch, I'm on the top, no kidding
No cowgirl, but your bitch just did it
F*ck that's it like here comes daddy
Got two daddies, I'm like who you kidding
Uh, on my kid, on my slime ain't no kidding thatssit
Not gon' f*ck, she still on her pill
On cocaine, shit don't matter like guilt
Mopping shit like im the generator
Meant to say janitor, but feel the way of
Not paying tax, 'cause i'm ashamed of
My mental health, still on the way up
On some trippy shit, there is a way up
Lucid dreaming and all the failures
My rhyming style is still off beat
Cause i can't do much, like mop streets

I don't care how I rap, uh
Dropping bombs like Iraq, uh
Copy my shit like tech, uh
Tech, uh, tech
Copy my shit that's a wrap, uh
Ain't no salad, just facts, uh
Don't need help, f*ck fiends, f*ck fiends
I don't care how I rap, uh
Dropping bombs like Iraq, uh
Copy my shit like tech, uh
Tech, tech, tech, tech, tech, tech
Copy my shit that's a wrap, uh
Ain't no salad, just facts
Don't need help, f*ck fiends, f*ck fiends, then f*ck..

I'm on my team, uh
You say i'm so mean, uh
Put that shit up in the back
Like it's my past, I don't need that, uh
I got ideas
While you stand still
F*ck her from the back, cause I feel like that, better felt like that but I felt like that

Ain't no better way to put it, I faked my followers
Ain't no better way to put it, my followers bots
I did that when I was twelve, but still got no guilt, uh
Sipping on my gin and nobody's hurt, yuh
F*ck that autotune, ain't nobody's goon
F*ck that shit up and leave as soon as possible
Got bitches sucking penis, cock, dick like a popsicle
You're inaudible, all this gossip that you talk make you washable
F*ck that shit up and leave you confused
That's one of the lines, I call back fools

I'm on my team, uh
You say i'm so mean, uh
Put that shit up in the back
Like it's my past, I don't need that, uh
I got ideas
While you stand still
F*ck her from the back, cause I feel like that, better felt like that but I felt like that
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English

Yeah, uh
Why did it...? Oh it's back, okay it's back
Why is it skipping, why is the beat skipping?
Oh, it's good now
Huh, yuh, uh, okay okay, yuh yuh, uh

Put my shit up in that cock-pit, uh
Put my shit up in that cock-pit, uh
Make her look real silly, when I got shit, uh
Make her look real silly, when I flip, uh, shit, uh
Bitch, I'm on the top, no kidding
No cowgirl, but your bitch just did it
F*ck that's it like here comes daddy
Got two daddies, I'm like who you kidding
Uh, on my kid, on my slime ain't no kidding thatssit
Not gon' f*ck, she still on her pill
On cocaine, shit don't matter like guilt
Mopping shit like im the generator
Meant to say janitor, but feel the way of
Not paying tax, 'cause i'm ashamed of
My mental health, still on the way up
On some trippy shit, there is a way up
Lucid dreaming and all the failures
My rhyming style is still off beat
Cause i can't do much, like mop streets

I don't care how I rap, uh
Dropping bombs like Iraq, uh
Copy my shit like tech, uh
Tech, uh, tech
Copy my shit that's a wrap, uh
Ain't no salad, just facts, uh
Don't need help, f*ck fiends, f*ck fiends
I don't care how I rap, uh
Dropping bombs like Iraq, uh
Copy my shit like tech, uh
Tech, tech, tech, tech, tech, tech
Copy my shit that's a wrap, uh
Ain't no salad, just facts
Don't need help, f*ck fiends, f*ck fiends, then f*ck..

I'm on my team, uh
You say i'm so mean, uh
Put that shit up in the back
Like it's my past, I don't need that, uh
I got ideas
While you stand still
F*ck her from the back, cause I feel like that, better felt like that but I felt like that

Ain't no better way to put it, I faked my followers
Ain't no better way to put it, my followers bots
I did that when I was twelve, but still got no guilt, uh
Sipping on my gin and nobody's hurt, yuh
F*ck that autotune, ain't nobody's goon
F*ck that shit up and leave as soon as possible
Got bitches sucking penis, cock, dick like a popsicle
You're inaudible, all this gossip that you talk make you washable
F*ck that shit up and leave you confused
That's one of the lines, I call back fools

I'm on my team, uh
You say i'm so mean, uh
Put that shit up in the back
Like it's my past, I don't need that, uh
I got ideas
While you stand still
F*ck her from the back, cause I feel like that, better felt like that but I felt like that
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Writer: Balint Seres
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Performed By: Yung Balentiaga
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Balint Seres
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