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ytn doomsd.a.y. & jbvferdinand - yves lyrics

[verse 1: ytn doomsd.a.y.]

don’t f+ck with any p+ssy, sixty racks for mumsy
k!ll ’em like ted bundy
sh+t, your nose is runny
why the f+ck you running?
i’m so tired of counting, i need an accountant
i cannot account for my location, what the f+ck just happened?
jbv, i’m snapping
what it even stand for? ferdi, what you stand for?
fenti on my aunt door
fifty cause i ain’t poor
police bracelet on my ankle
what the f+ck you stand for?
remarks so sharp, i read yves in jurnal

[hook: ytn doomsd.a.y., ytn bassy]

what the f+ck you stand for?
yves all on my bag, hoe
yves laurent my main bro
p+ssy, the trap don’t ever close (ayo!)

[verse 2: ytn doomsd.a.y.]

how the f+ck my brother die when i was only 15
promised that lil’ f+cker that i was gonna do big things
gave up a debut album but i gave in into drinking
tell me another alcholic addicted ‘fore 18
mums evicted me at 16, f+ck was she supposed to do?
you are not my gang you stupid p+ssy, i won’t roll with you
principles tried kicking me out of school, i forgave those fools
cause my principles repaired my whole morals, didn’t need no tools
who the f+ck do you think i am?
just blew close to 40 grand
another 30 and i would’ve diggen up your nan
like how i did in serbia, dug up a grave just for a f+cking bag
did that sh+t for 13 percent of about 20 bands
[hook: ytn doomsd.a.y., yung retrro]

what the f+ck you stand for?
yves all on my bag, hoe
yves laurent my main bro
p+ssy, the trap don’t ever close (y’all ready?)

[verse 3: ytn doomsd.a.y.]

don’t believe the rumours, ain’t no kid ever written for me
i rap about my f+cking life this sh+t is not a movie
you’ve written scripts, you cringy f+ck, go and smoke a doobie
or you still scared from when you got high and you almost sued me?
stop talking about no 10 bags, you can’t even count that high
you bought like 10 copies when me and bassy dropped “sky”
you look like chicken little, what’s falling out the sky
might be taller than me but you’re still “little guy”
too much yves on our bags, you don’t know that brand
don’t ask me why i didn’t pick up when the phone rang
10 minus 6 of us, you f+cker, stupid little man
too much yves on our bags, you don’t know half of that

[hook: ytn doomsd.a.y.]

what the f+ck you stand for?
yves all on my bag, hoe
yves laurent my main bro
p+ssy, the trap don’t ever close

- ytn doomsd a y jbvferdinand lyrics

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