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ybc zyn - 100 yards lyrics

[intro]
yo shoutout pitchboi shoutout mattyzoomin for the production
ybc

[verse 1]
they say you jus a cracker like ritz
i feel like dababy cause i’m off the rip
you boys is my son’s, like u little kids
she love me like soul food but i am not ribs
i ain’t marco but im dripped out in polo
championship vibes, lebron on my solo
i know he ain’t like me, throwing hate on my photo
but i’m making money and you still gon be broke though
all of these rapper they jus talkin cap
i’m running the beat like it is the 3rd lap
i’m above the top they should call me a hat
carrying songs with jus features, i might leave a tab
ill get the money before i tweak about a chick
we started from the bottom now we gettin rich
haters see my success and i know that they p+ssed
they holding they head like a shot they jus missed
people don’t like my music still gotta respect it
i’m ticking off records like it is a checklist
i have to get rich or my life will be reckless
i spent your whole cheque and jus on my necklace
[chorus]
always in first, never in last
i stay connected i see through the glass
money schedule, we all countin cash
i feel like a jogger i’m running the track
say you getting money but where is your cash
i’m quick to the bag so they call me the flash
squad had him running like 100 yard dash
fame coming slow but the money come fast

[verse 2]
blow like a flute
before i had sauce, i been had the juice
and i’m a gorilla belong in a zoo
i’m too dripped up off white on my shoes
but that is old news
ill switch up the topic
i booked a vacation, its out in the tropics
you hate my downfall you better jus stop it
you fly economy, i fly in the c+ckpit
you know if i like it then i’m gonna cop it
its zyn, back at it again
once i get one girl she be telling her friends
all i got this money i do not need friends
they ain’t ever shined no light on my ends
they gassing me up i ain’t talkin petrol
boom in the city, shoutout to metro
since i was a child i knew i been special
knew i was a star, cause i’ve been celestial
[chorus]
always in first, never in last
i stay connected i see through the glass
money schedule, we all countin cash
i feel like a jogger i’m running the track
say you getting money but where is your cash
i’m quick to the bag so they call me the flash
squad had him running like 100 yard dash
fame coming slow but the money come fast

[verse 3]
ask tommy, hilfigure it out
while i’m makin money you sit on the couch
making noise in my city you sound like mouse
diamonds drip from my t++th like there drool in my mouth
this isn’t a game, it’s either you with or against me
if we talkin racks best know i got plenty
you know if i like her, i copper like penny
my heart so cold so it feels like its empty
i’m jus chasing a bag, don’t worry bout me
ride ya own wave i ain’t tryna compete
white boy spitting bars they jus couldn’t believe
finna stick to the green woe jus like a leaf
making moves out of langford i swear you can’t touch me
remember the days they said i was ugly
if you got my respect like the irish you lucky
and i got the recipe ain’t no kentucky
[chorus]
always in first, never in last
i stay connected i see through the glass
money schedule, we all countin cash
i feel like a jogger i’m running the track
say you getting money but where is your cash
i’m quick to the bag so they call me the flash
squad had him running like 100 yard dash
fame coming slow but the money come fast

- ybc zyn lyrics

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