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yungmanny & yochi citglo - hello hello lyrics

(yochi citglo)
[hook]:
im in the trap, just like the migos
two bad b-tch want to link the gang up
im in the field, just like ronaldo
see me on the block rolling down the window
i got a plug “h-llo h-llo”
b-tch i be ballin’ feeling like melo
i got a stick, hit, jello
when i skrt off the lot they hear it like echo

[verse 1]:
i got the bread on my plate like some pasta
i chop the bricks get it faster
im flyin’ with sticks, they mad i know
i cannot talk you sad hoe
im hitting l!cks like bingo
get the trap jumpin’ bunny bo
say you the plug? where the p’s?
im going crazy like glock 23
im on the block, the opps they run
they copying me, call em my son
go check the score im number 1
i got the bread get the bun
ho what you want? how you come?
diamonds on me, wear for fun
look at my wrist, this is a blue face
running from cops we running from 2 jakes

[hook]:
im in the trap, just like the migos
two bad b-tch want to link the gang up
im in the field, just like ronaldo
see me on the block rolling down the window
i got a plug “h-llo h-llo”
b-tch i be ballin’ feeling like melo
i got a stick, hit, jello
when i skrt off the lot they hear it like echo

(yungmanny):
yeah, shadig, uh, uh, uh
lightskin bih see my face in the fader
backdoor, we cut your mans like a taper
me and gang pull up and shoot like the lakers
i got the deuce deuce its in my palm like an angels
lifeguard she eat me up when she save me
i walk with the stick on my side pull it out like a saber
it’s still up when i see you fantasia
put your man in the sky like he vaping
i got a glock with a laser
your girl a v.i.p. at me show, imma take her
im in the field every day like my father got acres
she doing the white girl she gon die like hanna baker
i call the plug (h-llo h-llo)
i shoot at your head, your knees, your toes
junkies keep callin they need some more
oh you got 2 p’s? i need them both
my brothers be robbin like baskins
d.c. sniper im shooting at taskers
i put this bag on your head and run it up at saks
the way i be slanging that iron feelin like a blacksmith
im on your neck let the cash flip
feds blitz she put the work in her -ssets
she got water like phelps, im hitting the backstroke
im on his head like a snapback, i ain’t doing no cap though

- yungmanny yochi citglo lyrics

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