young plvg - pacman lyrics
[intro: young plvg]
ayy, shoutout acot
young plvg in this sh-t
ptg
[chorus: young plvg]
hit my phone, i don’t know
you not us, sorry bro
hit my phone, i don’t know
you not us, sorry bro
you not gang, you ugly, mane
i got your hoe, she give me brain
you not gang, you ugly, mane
i got your hoe, she give me brain
[verse 1: acot]
ayy, d-mn, i might just take yo’ b-tch, ayy
shawty, i don’ have a whip, ayy
uber you straight to my home, yuh
only if you givin’ dome, yuh
woop yo’ hoe like i’m young bowser, yuh
now she reachin’ for my trousers, yuh
acot, you the man, ayy
acot got a plan
off of the sh-ts with yo’ b-tch
and she beggin’ the youngin’ for a little kiss, nah
sorry, you won’t touch my lips
’cause a second ago you were sucking my d-ck, woah
i’ma keep rappin’ till both of your parents pay checks
a roll’ on my wrists, yuh
i’ma keep rappin’ till i got a fattier b-tch l!ckin’ my d-ck, yuh
[chorus: young plvg]
hit my phone, i don’t know
you not us, sorry bro
hit my phone, i don’t know
you not us, sorry bro
you not gang, you ugly, mane
i got your hoe, she give me brain
you not gang, you ugly, mane
i got your hoe, she give me brain
[verse 2: koty]
hop out of the whip (uh)
young boy, i’m the sh-t (ayy)
smokin’ on a zip (yuh)
yes, i’m getting lit
you a f-g, you a b-tch
.250, start with the kick
burnout all over my wrist
roll it up and take a hit (koty)
turn up with the kid
spit gon’ fly, no lisp, then i dip real quick
young man just too sl!ck
but that silly lil’ boy gon’ steal your trix
little leprechaun gon’ swoop that l!ck
now i gotta walk out the mall with it
then he came up talkin’ all that sh-t
if i don’t give it back
then i really gotta ride for the l!ck like sh-t
[verse 3: young plvg]
it’s funny how this money changed my life
check after check and i’m still countin’ my guap
call me cream the way i whip
in the kitchen, cookin’ these pots
i love to play with thots
throwin’ parties in my loft
you think you hard, you soft
sniffin’ white sh-t like it’s chalk
if ain’t money, i don’t talk
this bad b-tch wanna stop
so i f-cked her, she can’t walk
all my b-tches call me papi
but my whip sold like a ref
we so loud that i’m goin’ deaf
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