yvngxchris – april fools :) lyrics
[intro]
he said he was busy, he don’t got a lot
so i might just finesse when they send me the drop
finessed that lil’ n+gga then dip to the spot
and asked the lil’ b+tch just to give me some top
well i pull out the sticky, thought it was a prop
so i showed the lil’ n+gga this b+tch really pop
and i showed her the bl!cky, might pull out the mop
but then she got me thinkin’ this n+gga a cop (it’s dj gren8de)
[verse]
say you down to bang, what you do if i caught you lackin’, n+gga?
we’ll never know ’cause i ride with a glock
why the f+ck is you cappin’ on twitter?
you said that you really strapped up, n+gga, no you are not
and lil’ b+tch, i’ma run it up
give mе a decimal, decimal, decimal, b+tch, likе a dot
and the plug textin’ me just to shop
and i’m textin’ him back, i said, “bro, what you got?”
he said he was busy, he don’t got a lot
so i might just finesse when they send me the drop
finessed that lil’ n+gga then dip to the spot
and asked the lil’ b+tch just to give me some top
well i pull out the sticky, he thought it was a prop
so i showed the lil’ n+gga this b+tch really pop
and i showed her the bl!cky, might pull out the mop
but then she got me thinkin’ this n+gga a cop
so you know that i’m dippin’ out
in my pocket that’s racks, it’s a big amount
i can tell she a thot with that d+cky mouth
shorty, can you shut up with that b+tchy mouth
like a tomato, b+tch, i’ma pick you out
can you shut the f+ck up? baby, listen up
i was down bad but i got like two b+tches now
and they be kissin’ me
chris on the top, man, i know they be sick of me
glock with the stick, it turn him into smithereens
got two white b+tches, they smokin’ on nicotine
decapitate a p+ssy and then k!ll a team
b+tch, do you want a cookie? don’t mean sh+t to me
you can’t plug that n+gga, say you sh+ttin’ me
covid+19, that p+ssy boy he sendin’ me
(+sniff+) bruh, what’s that f+ckin’ smell?
one of y’all n+ggas sh+tted and it wasn’t me (i love dj gren8de)
i cannot f+ck you, shorty, you too ugly
she said i’m disrespectful, yeah, what’s up with me?
i told that b+tch to shut the f+ck up, suck a d
yeah, that’s your b+tch but why the f+ck she suckin’ me?
white b+tch on my d+ck, she too bad
racks in the whip, i might f+ck up the coupe jag’
bro, you a p+ssy, might call you a cool cat
step in the party, the ho’s like “who that?
murder the p+ssy, send it to the gulag
ho’ got depression, shorty, she be too sad
coronavirus, n+gga, better move back
drunk white b+tch, where the f+ck is your shoes at?
b+tch, you a doctor, n+gga, you got two dads
two twin glockys posted up with two mags
you cannot get a feature, bro, you’re too ass
they be like, “chris, chill with your cool ass”
[outro]
godd+mn, i can’t even cap
that n+gga chris is cool as a b+tch
that n+gga, that n+gga’s clearly tee
that n+gga’s clearly tee’d up
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