kyim jordan - year 3000 lyrics
[intro]
what? it’s fitted… yeah
[verse 1]
need a break popping all these tags mane
ski mask way, n+gga in the fast lane
take it back kid before you get to p+ssing, fool
gucci bag fake, still known as the richest fool
imma run the game til i die, imma get high til i die
these n+ggas is scheming and watching
hoes want my appointment, they got it
we blast that wagsay at mcdonald’s
can’t match dna i’m a goblin
the crips in my hood be wilding, the reds in the hood robbing
[hook]
somehow made her wet from the charm and i got a sword on my arm
so you’ll get wet if you’re too close to the car or try to orbit the star
not too close, and my new shoes kevlar
bad jawn speaking klingon
that is not your henny though, that is your bro’s
that is not your money my n+gga, you just hold it
[verse 2]
but don’t let me go there n+gga
oh no n+gga
got spanish, black, white, mixed, asian and arabic, guess you could call that six figures
some kid was talking sh+t online then some n+ggas bounced out with some yiggas, i think bruh
i cannot confirm or deny however indeed i am fly
the weather is neat in dubai
the sweater just beneath her thighs
whenever i die imma look that n+gga god in the face like, “what up god?”
but let me f+cking stop, your girl is a thot
i saw her in the back, i made that thing go tat tat
the whip with the cheetah print seats is a cat, there’s def no lease on that
wait… hold up…
i’m f+cking up a bag
my lawyer and accountant just called, they said i don’t know how to act
yeah, that probably cause i’m just popping like bubble buddy
that’s why i inspired you n+ggas, emotional kid cudi
yeah she like, she wanna tell me, got the nerve to ask me why the watch don’t tick, i’m like (don’t worry ’bout it sweetheart)
she like, “why the jacket don’t zip up?” i’m like “you know i paid at least a thousand for this jacket right. the rick don’t zip b+tch.”
the rick don’t zip b+tch
[refrain]
the rick don’t zip (zip+zip) (x4)
nerve of a b+tch, ask why the rick don’t zip
she said “they ripped you off.”
i had to pull the clip out like
[verse 3]
necronom+o+comic+con
and i’m still eating p+ssy on ramadan
went back in time in a f+cking pod
had to tell your pops to throw a condom on
me, i’m like the ghost and the shepard
stash the rat under the brown dresser
these n+ggas is watching, ask alexa
i unite the city, manchester (lets get it n+gga)
[hook]
somehow made her wet from the charm and i got a sword on my arm
so you’ll get wet if you’re too close to the car or try to orbit the star
not too close, and my new shoes kevlar
bad jawn speaking klingon
that is not your henny though, that is your bro’s
that is not your money my n+gga, you just hold it
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