"Ykhib" lyrics

Hit from the back girl you know how it be
Baby what's poppin'? you know how it be
I gotta choppa like I'm NLE
I pop a Percocet then I get geeked
I'm with your shorty I know she a freak
I gotta Audemar I be on freeze
I gotta Patek put that on my sleeve
Baby what's popping? get down on your knees
Count up the paper I get to the beep
Hit from the back girl you know how it be
I get this money you know how it be
You know how it be
Boy You know how it be
You don't want the drama you don't want the beef
I gotta choppa on me and It hits you like hahaha
I gotta choppa on me and It hits you like hahaha

In a benzo swerving till the tires burn
We not friends yo, your business not my concern
She let me hit from the back and I fuck her all night till the room get hot
I know you got a boyfriend but
It don't matter baby you won't get caught
Y'all be playing make believe huh, till your ass get shot 20 thousand on the pot
I make fiends on the block
Ooh

If you want drama its beef on demand
I know he your nigga but girl I'm yo man
Getting this money nigga no I don't have a plan
I got the chopper bullets nigga I'm Son of Sam
It's way too hot outside to leave the crib without fans
Y'all busy being broke and I be thumbing up bands
Ooh

Late night pop out Glock when I pop out
It's a hit red beam on his mata
He don't want no smoke right now get shot with a chop out

Getting this money you know how it be
You don't want problems and
You don't want drama and
You don't want beef
(And you don't want beef)

Empty this clip mane the 30 gon fye
Play with your life man you niggas could die
I got the Fetty Wop Glock out we gon take out your eye
YAhhhh baby