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yung t - open it up lyrics

[intro: lil clip & yung t]
open it up, open it up
let me dive, open it up
open it up, open it up (grr, grr, bow bow bow)
let me dive (yuh, back in the trap)

[verse 1: lil clip]
got all them shootas like uzi and carti
sip on that lean, it’s purple like barney
me and t will show you some sh+t
that i guarantee will start a moshpit
open it up, open it up
lemme dive, open it up
open it up, open it up
lemme dive, open it up
i’m as bad as baad beats
i picked most of his beats ’cause they sound really neat
this robot chick makes me whip out my meat
to makе me feel complete and concrеte
f+ck yung rick, f+ck rainbow dude
and especially f+ck grandmaster thug
he ain’t a true thug, he rolls around in a rug like a pug
after drinking some mug
and also like a pig rolling in mud
that’s really nasty, doesn’t seem too good
maybe he should have a bath as he should
we all know that fake thugs need a wash
and a change in tone, scott walker, bish bosch
i use sigma windows, not beta macintosh
and i’ve run out of things to say
so join my discord server
[verse 2: yung t]
join mine too, it’s the best in the label
you look like a horse so get in your stable
sayin’ you gangsta, we know that that’s fables
pourin’ up syrup and that sh+t ain’t maple
yo, whippin’ up the dope, i came from nothin’
but now i’m steady, countin’ these hundreds
don’t want that b+tch, she look like a munter
lose a ranked game is siege, turn to a thunderc+nter
p+ssed and sh+t, where there’s rain, there’s thunder
i’m a smart fella and i never make a blunder
you a fart smeller and we be some crusters
never no wipin’, don’t touch was under
you’re straight ass; and
get your ass taught like a f+ckin’ assembly
keep on ballin’ through the years like wembley
pulled up to the pre+school and sold kids ketamine

shoutout to blooper, we hoppin’ on fort
shoutout lil feetus, got water like a port
you ugly as sh+t and i bet you got warts
i’m mogging, i’m jelqing, i’m gooning all night
talk down on me and you ask for a fight
went a left lane ’cause i’m not always right
got a ferrari, lamb’ and van that’s white
play on the gang, you get played yourself
that gon’ be bad for your physical health
look at my racks compared to your wealth
you ain’t got nothing all up on your shelf
my fortune cost the whole state of brunei (ay)
wanna test me, we go eye for eye (ay)
you cappin’ on your sh+t, goin’ lie for lie (ay)
your pants on fire, take a jet to the sky (ay)
[outro: lil clip]
open it up, open it up
let me dive, open it up
open it up, open it up
let me dive (yuh, back in the trap)

- yung t lyrics

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