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yng yin – dr. breen lyrics

(prod tag: gorgan murder squad)

[intro/hook: yng yin]
yeah, yeah
put some toxic waste on my obey
yeah, yeah
put some golden paint on my mid j’s

[verse 1: yng yin]
pour up triple c’s in double cup (cup)
tape under my shoes at the strip club (woah woah)
that is how i get my money up (money up)
i’m off that 京都念慈菴川貝枇杷膏 cough syrup
got 3d printed two+tone dual glizzies (brrrrt)
yeah i’m clutchin’ em’ like nunchucks on a wii (wii wii)
your cop uncle smoke spice, he ain’t got weed (weed weed)
i put the agent orange in the potpourri (potpourri)
[bridge: yng yin]
i’m so sad yuh, cuz i’m no honey badger
but homies will thrash ya and we’ll dip wit’ a mask on (yeah we dip wit’ a mask on)
she call me abuser, i’m jus’ tryna improve her, it’s f+ckin b3llt0w3r$h00t3r

[verse 2: b3llt0w3r$h00t3r]
glock spittin’ b+tch, i murder wit’ a hunnid rounds (hunnid rounds)
money sounds {cash register sfx}
these hoes h+lla fat, they gain a hunnid pounds (hunnid pounds)
e+dog baby in the newsroom, wit’ bout a hunnid hounds (hunnid hounds)
f+ckin on yo sister boyfriend sidepiece, she make funny sounds (funny sounds)
smoke a lot of weed and pop a addy, now i’m normal (now i’m normal)
yo shawty ask to f+ck and she bein’ real formal (she bein’ real formal)
stop talkin’ sh+t b+tch, yo last name is gormel (last name is gormel)
i jus’ f+cked yo momma best friend, her name is laurel (her name is laurel)
toot the f+ck out of my ride, yeah i got the truck up (yeah i got the truck up)
my accountant talk too d+mn much, yo shut the f+ck up (yo shut the f+ck up)
i jus’ robbed a white man for his fresh+ass mukluks (fresh ass mukluks)
i’ma fight yo son, make that p+ssy b+tch tuck up

[hook: yng yin]
yeah, yeah
put some toxic waste on my obey
yeah, yeah
put some golden paint on my mid j’s
[verse 3: mr. bone$]
(frrrrrt bing)
yeah b+tch, that’s the money sound (money yuh)
slap you with a rack, that’s a money ow yuh (that’s a money owww)
heard he want the smoke, that’s a hunnid rounds (that’s a hunnid’ rounds)
all my dogs straight hunnid now we out the pound (now we out the pound)
bloodhounds, h+llhounds, boneman (bonemaaaan)
if you don’t f+ck with gms, then you alone, man (alone maaaaan)
cryin’ in the parkin lot, you a grown man (grown maaaan)
(just stop man!)
no man
dr. breen b+tch i’m off the lean
molly rocks in the wock yeah that sh+t turn pink yuh
i don’t think (i don’t think yuh)
call me trevor cuz i f+cked that b+tch on the sink, yah (on the sink yuh)
skeleton vlone, call me mr. bone$ (call me mr. bone$)
if you brush t++th, on gms, you better floss (floooosssss)
g+street, don’t you open up that f+ckin’ door (now we at a door yuh)
we ain’t got no weed, we smoke up all the f+ckin dope (smokin dope yuh)
gms x flocka, we go hard in the paint (kickin in yo door)
suckin’ on my d+ck, f+ck a b+tch in the taint (you already know)
foldin’ baton, my d+ck is collapsible, hand me ya rackables (yeah we f+cked yo hoe, yuh)
b+tch playin’ tetris, her p+ssy is stackable (ay, ay, you already know yuh)
teddy k b+tch i’ma blow up the capitol
whippin’ the phantom how i’m supernatural
[hook: yng yin]
yeah yeah (mr. bone$: you already know that)
put some toxic waste on my obey
yeah yeah (mr. bone$: you already know that)
put some golden paint on my mid j’s (mr. bone$: you already know that)

[break/bridge: ilean]
yung yin 59 and ilean, we blow the planet up
i’m sippin’ robitussin mixed with wockhardt out my double cup (yuh)
white girl started dancin’, i start laughin’, tell her f+ck it up
she gettin’ really p+ssed and calls her boyfriend, that’s not funny cuz

[verse 4: ilean]
if you f+ckin’ with e+dog, i’ma make yo ass meet god (grrra grra)
gms movin’ murderous, you should know we’re a 1337 squad
akimbo my choppa, back and forth, just like a seesaw (bop bop bop bop bop)
when ya done with this song, check ya bank account, ya racks are gone {money counter sfx}
pop some ibp’s and walk around like a xanhead
my hoes is really stupid, yeah they givin’ me xan head (dayum)
i only shoot to k!ll, f+ck you mean we should can him? {coughing}
i’m stackin’ big blue bills, i’m a virtual bandit
i’ll handle it, anything that you could ever throw at me
i drank too much robo and now i suffer from hppd (hppd!) {pouring up sfx}
i gave my girl a stick and made her scam, she a mini+me
i got a lotta bands and you do not, you’re offending me
fendi on me, no the f+ck it’s not that sh+t is f+ckin’ trash (f+ck dat’ sh+t)
i wear sh+t you ain’t never even heard of, i got too much cash
i facetime yo momma, and i tell her to start shakin’ ass
best watch yo tone b+tch+boy, i’ma be yo new stepdad (d+mn right)

- yng yin lyrics

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