
yb nemy - money on skulls lyrics
[intro: yb nemy]
(dj on the beat so it’s a banger)
ayy, turn me the f+ck up, durk
yeah
yb nemy in this b+tch
on gang
[verse 1: yb nemy]
i came from the gutter, no lights, just hunger
pistol in my hoodie, i ain’t scared of no thunder
n+ggas be cappin’, i pull up, they runnin’
he talk tough online, now his face on a bumper
crackheads outside, sellin’ food stamps
my auntie got high and robbed my uncle for a bootcamp
seen a n+gga die, then they laughed like it’s funny
n+ggas broke as f+ck but talk big money
i was pushin’ packs in my school shoes
glock in the locker, i ain’t playin’ with no rules
mama cried hard, said, “you better not lose”
but i lost my soul tryna make thеse moves
hit my first l!ck with a mask and a stick
had to double back ‘causе the first plug snitched
heard a opp mama cryin’, i ain’t feel sh+t
that’s what you get when your son on that drill sh+t
[chorus: yb nemy & lil durk]
money on skulls, f+ck the law, we sin
i been bangin’ since now, never thought i’d win
draco got a drum and a full+clip twin
you ain’t gangsta, b+tch, you just pretend
money on skulls, f+ck the law, we sin
i been bangin’ since ‘010, never thought i’d win
draco got a drum and a full+clip twin
you ain’t gangsta, b+tch, you just pretend
[verse 2: lil durk]
this for them nights i ain’t have sh+t
i was sleepin’ next to roaches in the trap, b+tch
now i’m eatin’ with the sharks, wearin’ lambskin
you was cryin’ in the crib, i was masked in
i know some k!llers in the ‘raq who don’t smile
all they do is slide and do drills in style
put his body in the trunk, let it rot for a while
his cousin tried to spin, now he sleepin’ with the tile
we don’t post threats, we send ‘em through your door
whole hood know, i put bread on the floor
couple opps died, now they postin’ on the ‘gram
they gon’ cry about it later while we celebrate and blow
shawty off a x, tryna ride with no pants
told her chill, this a gun car, not a romance
durk been a demon, certified since the jump
got stripes in the streets like i’m wearin’ air 1s
[chorus: yb nemy & lil durk]
money on skulls, f+ck the law, we sin
i been bangin’ since now, never thought i’d win
draco got a drum and a full+clip twin
you ain’t gangsta, b+tch, you just pretend
money on skulls, f+ck the law, we sin
i been bangin’ since ‘010, never thought i’d win
draco got a drum and a full+clip twin
you ain’t gangsta, b+tch, you just pretend
[outro: yb nemy]
y’all talk loud ’til them sh+lls get to poppin’
slide with the glock, got my soul in my pocket
n+ggas ain’t k!llers, they just tweetin’ and watchin’
i came from the bottom, now i’m eatin’ off nonsense
on gang
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