yung goon - 484, pt. 1 lyrics
hit the gas and i’m faded
hope i can tell my moms i made it
hope these tracks’ll make me famous
i’m out the trap so don’t want favours
and there’s just no time for hand outs
so why you got your hand out?
b-tch why you got your pants down?
i grew up with my parents round
don’t mean i ain’t about it safe to say i let my parents down
woh
hit that poison skip the ivy
so far met n0body that will try me
i leave the state yo’ -ss come out of hiding
side girl got a man but she don’t mind lying
i pick up the pace i pick up the pace like
woh
aeroplane mode the cops cannot trace me
woh
i’m the one driving the whip and it feels like a chase
woh
4 pound of dope in the boot in a case
max in the back said he’s tucked in the waist
sweat start to drip down the side of my face
radio rerocc you can feel the b-ss
i pick up the pace, i pick up the pace
know you keep coming when you get a taste
i pick up the pace i pick up the pace
484 pull up at the gate
484 pull up at the gate
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