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yung k (rap) - on me lyrics

[hook: yung k]
i got a lot cash on me
i got a lot ice on me
ya girlfriend wanna dance homie
it’s the money dance you see
i’ll put you in a trance homie
no you don’t wanna mess with me
you better keep ya hands off me
ain’t no one ever ran through me
i got a lot cash on me
i got a lot ice on me
ya girlfriend wanna dance homie
it’s the money dance you see
i’ll put you in a trance homie
no you don’t wanna mess with me
you better keep ya hands off me
ain’t no one ever ran through me

[verse 1: yung k]
aimin’ that stick at your nose, rifle
diamonds all on me they froze, ice
f-ck with me, keepin’ that pole, light
drippin’ down head to my toes, right
b-tches tryn’ suck out my soul, aight
i been on this sh-t my whole, life
i’m just tryn’ make her my own, wife
i’m on this sh-t like lil boat, sike

aye, sike, aye, keep me a strap like a dyk-
aye, dyk-, aye, mike, i’m just tryn’ ball like i’m mike
aye, mike, aye, bite, my brothas is dogs and we bite
aye, bite, aye, right, i’m just tryn’ make this sh-t right

my colors is shinin’, my brothas is grindin’ we tryna make it through the fight
my mama still cryin’, my label i’m signing, we tryna make it through the night
my brotha still cannin’, he poppin’ 4 xannies, he tryna make it through the flight
my daddy still plannin’, new house for my granny, just hopin’ that she’ll be alright

[verse 2: yung k]
i’ll come with some sh-t that’ll make you go crazy
i’m askin’ myself what i haven’t done lately
i been on my grind i do this on a daily
but everyone fakin’ around tryna play me

don’t f-ck with me i’ll pull up in a phantom
i got me a gang but don’t wear a bandana
i’ll smoke me some loud, we don’t smoke on no random
yeah we from the nawf, but we not from atlanta

we made it up with no light
diamonds they shinin’ so bright
sell out the show in one night
we so fly, pelican glide
ain’t pourin’ sh-t in my sprite
throw that sh-t down like i’m dwight
yeah we so high takin’ flight
i sleep on these b-tches goodnight

talkin’ sh-t i turn you to a dancer
like lil tecca take yo -ss for ran$om
chasin’ bags i gotta get that cash out
f-ck a “mask off” i’ma bring my mask out

- yung k rap lyrics

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