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ybc zyn - intro lyrics

[verse 1: joeville]
cc in my game hoe
my boo and angel
i’m taking photo’s
she like’s these angle’s
i got the mojo
i’m what they saying though
that ain’t no girlfriend, that’s just my main hoe
went across the country, wasn’t even on a d+mn tour
she got fraud money, so i wonder what she dance for
crld candles tatted on my neck, that’s what i stand for
hit but i ain’t talking tea girl that’s what your man for

[verse 2: ybc zyn]
my woe said that’s that’s what your mans for
i grind for what i got, i bust a move just like the dance floor
rock out shows, they pay me even more then i asked for
other rapper’s fake, why you manifest this cap bro
they talking bout somе stuff that they don’t know
bank account getting dots on dots i call it romo
i be gеtting deal’s, i’m tryna stack it like promo
say they don’t like me but be liking on my photo’s
ybc up on a logo
if your family feed me now that is my family too
i had to cut her off cause i cannot stand the attitude
what you say ain’t adding up, i guess we got some math to do
you nothing but a clown i should do nothing but just laugh at you
money like a tattoo, stay forever like it stuck to me
hope i fail, but one day i know they gone look up to me
tired of living how i am, i think it’s time for luxury
welcome to my game man, this my introductory
[verse 3: joeville]
uhm, this an introduction
why these boy’s be tripping, need to get them out the function
bruce lee, kick em out if they ain’t doing nothing
crld candles till i die, we closer then some cousins
fam
bout to run his pocket’s out, please get your mans
i ain’t popping nothing but lil shawty off them xans
stick to the plan
switching time zone’s so high i can’t land

[verse 4: ybc zyn]
i made sure we come up strong with the intro
they be snitching like the fed’s, they be tryna get the info
i feel like travis, telling them don’t open the window
i be so ghost, i’m steady ducking like it’s limbo
stop all the bluffing man, we know that you’re replaceable
you say you’re not broke then your just money incapable
whole team count up money like it’s relatable
if you wanna book me for a feature, i’m available
you see me and joeville, you know we gonna k!ll it
fry the boy up, yeah we put em in a sk!llet
my boy’s special breeds man, they just different
and i’m still the same kid you could never tell a difference
man i’m hot just like some taki’s
and you really couldn’t stop me
and you know they call me c+cky
tell jack harlow i’m what’s popping
i count green like i’m goblin’
tryna solve me like a problem
tryna trot the globe, but you know i’m not from harlem

- ybc zyn lyrics

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