yhm - tijuana lyrics
[intro]
yeah, n-gg-s know what’s gonna happen when we hit the stu you dig?
yung dutch!
[verse 1]
walking around with them bills
but we not in cancun
i done be in jersey
i be chillin’ with them goons
y’all n-gg-s is p-ssy
i look at y’all like food
if you in my way
then you n-gg-s really done
smoking on this kush
high like a balloon
paid for a wesson
and i got a private room
took your hoe inside
you know what i’m abouta do
when i’m done with her, i’ma p-ss her to the crew
rent you from the bank
i got a pocket full of blues
look down on my watch
these exclusive jewels
took her on a date
but we went to jamba juice
[verse 2]
all i ever cared about was getting to that money
cause in eighth grade, i used to dress up b-mmy (b-mmy)
these balenciagas
these are mike amiris
say it louder for them n-gg-s that ain’t get to hear me
counting up these bands while i was selling keys
with the foreign off the lot and i ain’t sign the lease
n-gg-s ask for handouts
ugh, boy, please
got your niece up on her knees
your mother on her knees
god d-mn n-gg-
you got one twisted family
got this designer fendi jacket
we ain’t repping bs
got a couple looks
but i never threw them cs
shoutout to them n-gg-s that was with me in the streets
n-gg-s don’t know what i been through
smoking on this pack, i stay cool
undefeatable, i can’t lose
gucci something on my shoes
i’m that n-gg-s on my noose
drunk as f-ck off this booze
serve right in that sus move
ball out on these n-gg-s like i’m cruz
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