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yfn lucci - i’m gone lyrics

[intro]
hah, dinero, fool
gangsta grizzill

[verse 1: yfn lucci]
uh, i just took all your sh-t, told him catch me in traffic
when you see me, you know that i’m blasting it
the hundreds, you know that i’m having it
no gunner with me, that’s my savages
i got like 300k in my mattresses, huh
like 800k in my attic, huh
ayy, for that paper, i’m an addict, hey
play with me and we gon’ get at it
i pull up in some sh-t look like a brinks truck
got some sh-t that’ll take down a brinks truck
h-ll nah, you can’t go on this trip, bruh
we ain’t got time for no slip-ups, yeah
we ain’t shootin’ out of vehicles, yeah
we tryna hit our victim, yeah
kick ’em out the car, evict ’em, yeah
these kicks don’t come out ’til december, huh
uh, know that i’m drippin’, i’m slip, b-tch, i’m wet, huh (what else?)
my partners’ll leave your -ss wet, huh (what else?)
i got her lil’ p-ssy gettin’ wet, yeah (and what else?)
i spend like three hundred a set
yeah, yeah, them karats on me, tell ’em, “roger that”
don’t play with me, russian roulette (what else?)
you know that i know where you at (yeah, uh)

[chorus: yfn lucci]
yeah, huh, boss, huh
i’m different, they stealin’ my sauce
why the f-ck would you think i fell off?
when these b-tches won’t leave me alone
how the f-ck you gon’ catch me? i’m gone
how the f-ck you gon’ catch me? i’m gone
got a whole lot of racks in my home
havin’ racks, man, i don’t need a loan
know i’m strapped if i’m ever alone
pocket rocket on me when i roam
got them packages in, i’m on
drop the price and i took off on holmes
yeah, boss
i’m different, they stealin’ my sauce
why the f-ck would you think i fell off?
when these b-tches won’t leave me alone
these b-tches won’t leave me alone

[verse 2: young dolph]
these b-tches won’t leave me alone (nah)
is it the camouflage cars or the way i be styling and puttin’ this sh-t on? (woo)
y’all still savin’ thots (d-mn)
i’m still screaming f-ck the cops (f-ck ’em)
i’m still screaming f-ck the opps (f-ck ’em)
i’m still in and out of drops (it’s dolph)
f-ck everybody and f-ck everything, and i mean it (i mean that sh-t)
brothers crossed they own brothers out for some money, i seen it (d-mn, man)
i woke up with two b-tches so bad, i thought i was dreaming (woo)
these b-tches won’t leave me alone (get out)
put ’em out, make ’em go home (get out)
f-ck the skydweller up, bust it down, put all blue rocks in it (ayy)
pulled up in a rolls royce with two umbrellas, four glocks in it (ayy)
had four traphouses, five stash houses with no pots in it (haha)
just a young fly n-gg- screamin’ paper route business, paper route business, ayy

- yfn lucci lyrics

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