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yrn lingo - hobby lyrics

[verse 1]
getting money is a hobby
drugging your b-tch up she run around a lot
she sucking me in red balenciaga
i f-cked her then p-ssed out that never a problem
i can do magic call me harry potter
you n-ggas is little ya’ll play cops and robbers
can’t stand these fake n-ggas they some imposters
you is luke skywalker, i am your father
money hanging out my pocket man can you not see
all my n-gga camouflaged in army fatigue
gold plated sharper range i am the n-gga that people wanna be
kanye west ego, it’s all about me
wanna live like me, gonna cost a fee
my diamonds so colder than the winter breeze
people that didn’t like me now wanna hang
ain’t riding with that fake sh-t, n-gga please
put that sh-t over there get away from me
that girl over here sucking and she on me
all yellow lamborghini like a bumblebee
i’m over here shaking my dread like i’m bugatti
don’t give a f-ck what you think that sh-t don’t phase me
i just run up a check to let you n-ggas know that i get it
i run up on you to see if you with it
i’m a bad boy just call me p diddy
i know you wanna be like me just admit it
red dot on you and you cannot escape it
you not getting money so why try to fake it
one call that’s all, you know they gonna take it
tie him up and send him down to the bas-m-nt

[hook]
rolls ghost and the clip hanging out the door
looking at that crowd you that know we pack every show
i look at these n-ggas that’s joke then stomp on mine with my gold margiela toe
smoke your party like a bag would a pole
you cannot get everything you not angelical hoe
call me if you want you know that i’m blasting
riding the ‘85, riding the aston
yeah i’m from the north n-gga who asking
have someone take you out like an -ss-ssin
got your girl right on the tele i just got to hit it
i skeet on her belly it look like a reincarnated machiavelli
f-ck that lil n-gga i’m never gon tell him
shipping these bullets i got a melli
you p-ssy n-gga i know that you smelly
the hand that you put it on you not gon sell it
i’m just living life and all these folks jealous
i know that you smarter than that i can sense it
when i’m in trouble i get lingo senses
riding round the city my windows tinted
what’s in my pocket that’s none a your business n-gga

[verse 2]
f-ck the law, f-ck the law
freeze the homie got a b-tch wanna l!ck it off
too much money young n-gga can’t spend it off
lingo with me in the bentley we taking off
all a my diamonds don’t drip
in the coup getting top and a rim
young n-gga bought a chain with the grip
and i’m straight from the jet to the check b-tch
round one quarter mil on my next sh-t
n-ggas hating beat instead a texting
aaliyah i f-cked in a lexus
i was broke a man milli i did it
man go wake up and go get it
fame bout money ain’t speaking
young n-gga had to fight for no reason
i be getting to the money ain’t sleeping

- yrn lingo lyrics

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