YLN (feat. Cordell Moss, Viza & Martin C.)

He took his family from Grenada, Trinidad to America So what you talk'N about My father is nothing but love YLN Two black forces all gold chain You know what it is Sylected the King Slid through this bitch with my party gang Shout out BBE when we in this thing Yup! Cause these niggas talking to me like I ain't just drop a Smoothie King out the bag I ain't never stepped wrong, check the reps Neva stepped Came to your city just to flex I flex Me and inkcudi up next Broward County I want the bag, Audemars Piguet Ping I Told Simone keep the pussy wet Splash She get the finer things you get what's left She love the boy drip the boy finesse Shot by Spenser every time on set We shut it down tell em run my check This to all my Zeistas in the Fete I want the smoke boy, I'm at your neck When you speak Nigga use your Chest Pussy I'm finna let you niggas know, yeah I'm finna let you niggas know, yeah Money, power, respect Niggas dying by that I ain't playing bout mine what you niggas expect Any nigga can get it Better come correct Only God can judge me Pussy nigga you're blessed 45 with a move, got them choppas on deck emotion for bitches I ain't never been that I'm in love with this money She treats me the best My girl sweat and I'm crazy Always telling me that, the devil testing my patience These niggas be hating Out of sight out of mind, ducking these fed cases Think I'm losing my mind Mama teaching me patience Can't sleep sometimes Always seeing these cages Drinking this early morning Homos raising a Ron My nerves bad I'm suffering from all this paranoia I'm finna let you niggas know, yeah Chest high, test eye That's the best lie Niggas acting like hoes transvestite Niggas chasing waterfalls That's left eye I fire this It won't be no next time I don't gotta say a word and you know the vibe A pussy get the business shit notarized That's that vitamin D shit fortified If I hit the pussy once, then you more than mine I seen your message flexing Trying to text her I gave a dick for breakfast I be extra No chance could stand up under perssure Both hands could slam Im ambidextrous You know you got it when that hoe won't stay gone Won't put a cape on Got that Jono Saquon I'm finna let you know And this is why YLN Yeah, shot the boss I got that boy Viza on the track 4LG Cordell Moss on the track And your favorite boy Sylected on the track Know you know where you came from That's why you have all the love like all of us All right