ybs skola - 2 long lyrics
[intro]
she ain’t got nothin’ on
she ain’t got nothin’ on her thong, she ain’t got nothin’ on
you hear me? yeah baby
103 with the rest of these jams, i might sn-tch a foreign
[chorus]
streets say you take too long, skola what you doin’?
my hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on?
if she ain’t got on a thong, she ain’t got nothin’ on
103 with the rest of these jams, i might sn-tch a foreign
life of a shinner, i’m ’bout to drop
i know n-ggas in bandos that can’t wait to cop
stack up that money, lay low, and let it rot
stack up that money, lay low, and just let it rot
[verse 1]
stack up that money, lay low
my stacks are taller than legos
ain’t got no time for no fake woes
i’m tryna get to them pesos
catchin’ that lean by the caseload
taco, he gon’ get the case closed
sour come, baby we get low
pour up that red and i sip slow, sip slow
forty thousand cash on me b-tch, few shows
big face rollie on my wrist, too froze
soon as lil mama seen the kid, she chose
your girlfriend head the bomb
i think she deserve a charm
she know i got racks and they long
shooters on deck, in the cut
n-gga play games, he gone
just bought a half pint of red
one two liter, it’s gone
[chorus]
streets say you take too long, skola what you doin’?
my hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on?
if she ain’t got on a thong, she ain’t got nothin’ on
103 with the rest of these jams, i might sn-tch a foreign
life of a shinner, i’m ’bout to drop
i know n-ggas in bandos that can’t wait to cop
stack up that money, lay low, and let it rot
stack up that money, lay low, and just let it rot
[verse 2]
when you up, man you know they gon’ plot
you can have anybody hit the spot
move in silence, don’t talk ’round no thot
be the closest ones want what you got
i stuffed all of my pockets with knots
n-gga play and i bet you hear shots
haters glad i got put on a box
stick them doubters, don’t think i forgot
i don’t wear none of my near clothes
switchin’ it up, i got new flows
papi and skola, he too cold
i used to trap in them dope holes
big bag of blues and they can’t fold
drip on my shoes and you straight froze
i’m a young n-gga that’s so bold
you wouldn’t handle the pressure
gotta be careful on these songs ’cause they might use it against me
already know i’m the only hope but thanks for tryna convince me
if i get home a second late the folks might come and pinch me
got stay on my p’s and q’s, i know the world will miss me
[chorus]
streets say you take too long, skola what you doin’?
my hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on?
if she ain’t got on a thong, she ain’t got nothin’ on
103 with the rest of these jams, i might sn-tch a foreign
life of a shinner, i’m ’bout to drop
i know n-ggas in bandos that can’t wait to cop
stack up that money, lay low, and let it rot
stack up that money, lay low, and just let it rot
streets say you take too long, skola what you doin’?
my hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on?
if she ain’t got on a thong, she ain’t got nothin’ on
103 with the rest of these jams, i might sn-tch a foreign
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