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yung sol - back on my bs lyrics

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[intro]
yeah yeah yeah, ooh
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah, ooh
yeah yeah yeah

[chorus]
i’m back on my bullsh+t, did a few thing i keep on the low
i been riding late at night, i don’t even know if i’ll make it home
popping bottles they ask how much have i drink, i don’t even know
yeah i met her at the club it’s 3am she calling my phone
solute to my og’s because they are the reason i move like a boss
i walk into to nieman’s i’m buying designer
i’m swiping my card i don’t carе bout the cost
i’m never gon’ quit i gotta’ keep going
so i can put on for thе people we lost
these n+ggas riding all over my wave
they so unoriginal stealing the sauce
[verse 1]
i pop a 30 now i’m feeling different
i do not lose i’m being realistic
i’m riding dirty i ain’t’ get a ticket
they tryna get me, i stay on my pivot
real n+ggas i haven’t seen in a minute
pull up to your show all i’m hearing is crickets
it feel like my birthday cause’ i am so gifted
i hate doing math but i get to them digits
she let me double tap ig photo, for sure bro
i be spittin’ fire like a dragon, komodo
she a boujee b+tch, so i took her to soho
i can’t trust n0body that’s why i’m moving dolo

[chorus]
i’m back on my bullsh+t, did a few thing i keep on the low
i been riding late at night, i don’t even know if i’ll make it home
popping bottles they ask how much have i drink, i don’t even know
yeah i met her at the club it’s 3am she calling my phone
solute to my og’s because they are the reason i move like a boss
i walk into to nieman’s i’m buying designer
i’m swiping my card i don’t care bout the cost
i’m never gon’ quit i gotta’ keep going
so i can put on for the people we lost
these n+ggas riding all over my wave
they so unoriginal stealing the sauce
[verse 2]
spend a stack, make it back
that’s no cap them n+ggas wack
my outfit match my heart, it’s all black
you need to play your part, i can never lack
run down, cruising down the block i hear gun sounds
hunnid rounds, when i’m in your city i see more clowns
more pounds, always smoking gas up in my home town
bust down, so much f+cking water that i might drown
i can’t feel the pain
think i’m going insane
made it through the rain
i see purple rain
please stay in your lane
i don’t want the fame
we are not the same
no, were are not the same

[chorus]
i’m back on my bullsh+t, did a few thing i keep on the low
i been riding late at night, i don’t even know if i’ll make it home
popping bottles they ask how much have i drink, i don’t even know
yeah i met her at the club it’s 3am she calling my phone
solute to my og’s because they are the reason i move like a boss
i walk into to nieman’s i’m buying designer
i’m swiping my card i don’t care bout the cost
i’m never gon’ quit i gotta’ keep going
so i can put on for the people we lost
these n+ggas riding all over my wave
they so unoriginal stealing the sauce



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