- A$AP Mob Yamborghini High 歌詞
- A$AP Mob
- Yo papi! You got some fucking Fronto in this motherfucker man?
Yall niggas-yall Fronto always dry in this motherfucker.
Yo pass me a light bro. If youre not buying nothing get the fuck out alright? Nigga I just asked you for some Fronto you fucking weirdo.
Yo, let me get a chopped-cheese papi, chopped cheese and a lucy.
This nigga sold me Fronto three days ago, now he acting like he aint got no fucking Fronto.
Yo you got some Backwoods? Man you got-man yeah for real you got some Backwoods at least nigga?
What the fuck, man, whatever my nigga, all I know is I keep seeing these niggas out here acting like they cozy.
Niggas aint cozy bruh. We been doing this shit, all of a sudden you see niggas out here, sweat-suited up,
with they nappy-ass terry cloth and all that shit , they tryna look like the homies.
Niggas is not cozy bro Ive been peeping that shit too low key man Nigga listen B, Im coming through cozy man,
these niggas aint- listen Im coming through with the Playboy boxers , with the Playboy fitting,
with the motherfucking-with the-with the old nigga socks that-with the shit that hold em up and all that. Sock holsters.
The sock holsters B! Like-fuck it like ! Like-like Im cozy! Yeah! Like-fuck is niggas doing?
What yall niggas talking about man?- Cozy.- Yesterday I came through with the Valentino shorts with the fucking white and red pinstripes on the motherfuckers.
Came through with the real good goose down bubble jacket with the snow squirrel fur on thetop, very cozy, warm, you feel me?
Cozy.- Then I had the durag hanging down with the bow string slinging in the wind. Two tone durag with the red on one side
Cozy.- White on the other side. Cozy overload this nigga man. Flexing on niggas nigga, my outfit so fly they- Fell asleep before he left the house.
Too cozy. Niggas asked me what my inspiration was, I told em global warming, you feel me? You too cozy!
Too fucking cozy. You too fucking cozy my nigga. Yo my nigga, I was so motherfucking cozy the other motherfucking day...
Yeah, yeah Im, yall know what it is
Yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah Im
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches , bitches, bitches, bitches
Yeah, Im gettin cake, yeah, its no debate
Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day
Yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith
Yeah, Im out of state, yeah, I like to race
Yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah Im, yeah
I wake up late, yeah, Im out of shape , yeah, Im eatin crêpes
Yeah, Im sippin wine, yeah, she feed me grapes
She make no mistakes, me make no complaints
I love how she think she graduated with that brain
She go to…
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Tool on my waist, shades on my face
Money in the bank, make no mistake
Nast does it great
Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front
7:45 on the fuckin dot, your bitch down to ride
Leavin wit me cause Im a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want
Act like he tough, end up in a box layin on the side
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
My mama told me save that money, bank accounts, dont spend that bread
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibbledabble with the lean
Hi-Tech with the cream soda
As I whipped the yola
Lambo red, Coca Cola
My bros, Cosa Nostra
Ridin on a speedboat
She suckin , lickin, deep-throat
Rey Mysterio
When Im jumpin off the top rope
Banana clip with the scope
Wearin all white
Like Im the mothafuckin pope
Im on a Yamborghini high, flyin high through the sky, hey yo
Yammys vision got us rich, catch a nigga flyin by in a Lambo
Sippin the Henny got me gone, now Im gettin in my zone, hey yo
R.I.P. to my nigga, the gallon goin to my dome, hey yo
This how it feel to be rich, fuckin bitches in the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah
I aint with the game, bitch, she blow my cartridge, yeah
My Jewelry glistening why I'm always chilly
Cant believe a nigga made a couple milli
Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies
With a bad bitch in the Bentley
Wood grain with the roof gone
Make a bitch fold like a futon
Gettin bread like a crouton
Tell me what the fuck is you on
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high , Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah , these niggas fake
No, we cant relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
OG, nigga keep it low key
Coolin in the low ride
Tourin with the Rollies
Rollin, chiefin OG
Damn I got the smoke right
Let you get the floor seats
Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip
Nigga Im an OG
Gotta it for the dope fiends, product of the dope game
Kushed out, leaned out, know what Im talkin bout X8
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