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lil 1 & 30 roc – y.n.s. lyrics

[intro: international jefe & lil yachty]
young n+gga sh+t
young n+gga sh+t
international jefe
(30, you a motherf+ckin’ fool, n+gga)
ah

[chorus: international jefe]
yeah, young n+gga sh+t, yeah
young n+gga sh+t
young n+gga sh+t
i’ll take a n+gga b+tch
yeah, young n+gga sh+t, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
we on some young n+gga sh+t (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
you want smoke? (ooh)
yeah, you can get that (you can get that)
n+gga, that’s your ho? (that’s your ho?)
n+gga, know i hit that (yeah)
i just [?], i’m tryna get a bag (d+mn)
i just f+cked your b+tch [?], i don’t want no strings attached (yeah, yeah, woo)

[verse 1: international jefe]
pull up [?]
b+tch, i’m a gorilla
n+gga, i’m a ape
i don’t wear no bape
sippin’ on codeine
feel that in my kidney
livin’ out my dreams
got these hoes in they feelings
nah, but i ain’t with it
nah, i can’t get with that
all these hoes, they leechin’
they ain’t write me when i was prison
cartier frames, they tinted
all my young n+ggas, they with it
they ridin’ with them glizzies
you know the clips extended
[?] like [?]

[verse 2: lil 1]
i just f+cked a n+gga b+tch
i can’t get no strings attached
we on that young n+gga sh+t
thirty with the gl!ck attached
shootin’ dice off in the bricks
lose a dub and get it back
find a n+gga body slumped
if they find out you a rat
closed case, toe tag
sh+t get hot in the summer
young n+gga ride with that burner
they tweak, it’s a headshot
you better not stop at the red light
these drums hold fifty or better
my n+ggas gon’ shoot if i tell ’em
we on that young n+gga sh+t
split ’em like a twig
yeah

[chorus: international jefe & capo ree]
yeah, young n+gga sh+t, yeah
young n+gga sh+t
young n+gga sh+t
i’ll take a n+gga b+tch (take your b+tch)
yeah, young n+gga sh+t, yeah
we on some young n+gga sh+t
you want smoke? (ooh)
yeah, you can get that (you can get that)
n+gga, that’s your ho? (that’s your ho?)
n+gga, know i hit that (yeah)
i just [?], i’m tryna get a bag (d+mn)
(yeah)
i just f+cked your b+tch [?], i don’t want no strings attached
(yeah, capo)

[verse 3: capo ree]
i don’t want no strings attached, lil buddy, you know you can keep that
young n+gga gettin’ money [?] with my [?]
twenty thousand on a [?], know i bet that
come to 800, [?] to get your chain sn+tched
comin’ in and out, saran wrap, you know how we rockin’
[?] for all the profit
and if it’s smoke, n+gga, we [?], tell me where you at
young n+ggas pullin’ up bustin’ outside roof of h+llcats
young n+gga sh+t

[outro: lil yachty]
30, you a motherf+ckin’ fool, n+gga

- lil 1 30 roc lyrics

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