"YUNNNN WEMIX" lyrics
(feat. Monaleo)
[Stunna 4 Vegas:]
Merion, you crazy
Damn, SGT, you made that shit?
Uh, uh, uh (Set)
Uh
Uh, this shit I drop sound like a bomb
Say it's beef, we finna eat
Make him a treat, won't leave a crumb
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
Pussy, better keep your gun
Ayy, ho, I go DND
Bitch, I be focused on my yun
I shit like I got the runs, my brother just got off a ton
I done blew so much of smoke, I think I need another lung
PCP, I beat the freak, lil' baby start the Talking Tom
I lay that D and then I leave, I prolly left her pussy sprung
We finna beat that nigga drunk, fire in my lap, not in the trunk, dawg
Could never fake the funk, these pussy niggas see I'm pumped
I bet they wanna see me sunk for all them shots that I got summed
My lil' nigga ain't pop some shit in a minute, he in a shootin' slump
We catch fat boy, know he fried, he on the song tellin' lies
Only smoke that nigga brother, I smoke a lot of the cutie pie
We lay that Murder Gang down, nigga, they ain't gon' Twitter talk
Half us feel like bustin' rounds, fuck nigga flat, hold up a sign
Ain't finna bap, I get you smacked, then I get down, pray to my shrine
She want me to crack that pussy open, Ricardo way these diamonds shine
I bet we crack his melon open if a bitch get out of line
And she on melatonin how I knock the pussy out
Uh, this shit I drop sound like a bomb
Say it's beef, we finna eat
Make him a treat, won't leave a crumb
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
Pussy, better keep your gun
Ayy, ho, I go DND
Bitch, I be focused on my yun
I shit like I got the runs, my brother just got off a ton
I done blew so much of smoke, I think I need another lung
PCP, I beat the freak, lil' baby start the Talking Tom
I lay that D and then I leave, I prolly left her pussy sprung
[Monaleo:]
Huh, I'm on my second M this year, bitch, I'm back in that mode
Huh, I doubled up my tour bus, bitch, I'm back on that road
Huh, I'm still draggin' this load, huh, bro still packin' them bows
Huh, y'all niggas know who put you down, you still crackin' them 4's
Huh, this shit I pop be just for fun
Big L-E-O, ain't goin' for nothin, if I make that call, it's already done
Punchin' hoes in the chest all year, on God, we just like Yaddy and son
Bitch ain't finna sneak me on my program, ho, my name not Natalie Nunn
Huh, drop three hundred on one day, me and these hoes is not the same
Huh, hoes'll die for this shit, I'll put up for my son, shit ain't no game
Huh, I really got shit to lose, you hoes gon' die, that's on my gang
Huh, I'm not no lil' ass girl, put Mrs. in front of my name, pussy
[Stunna 4 Vegas:]
Uh, this shit I drop sound like a bomb
Say it's beef, we finna eat
Make him a treat, won't leave a crumb
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
Pussy, better keep your gun
Ayy, ho, I go DND
Bitch, I be focused on my yun
I shit like I got the runs, my brother just got off a ton
I done blew so much of smoke, I think I need another lung
PCP, I beat the freak, lil' baby start the Talking Tom
I lay that D and then I leave, I prolly left her pussy sprung
Merion, you crazy
Damn, SGT, you made that shit?
Uh, uh, uh (Set)
Uh
Uh, this shit I drop sound like a bomb
Say it's beef, we finna eat
Make him a treat, won't leave a crumb
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
Pussy, better keep your gun
Ayy, ho, I go DND
Bitch, I be focused on my yun
I shit like I got the runs, my brother just got off a ton
I done blew so much of smoke, I think I need another lung
PCP, I beat the freak, lil' baby start the Talking Tom
I lay that D and then I leave, I prolly left her pussy sprung
We finna beat that nigga drunk, fire in my lap, not in the trunk, dawg
Could never fake the funk, these pussy niggas see I'm pumped
I bet they wanna see me sunk for all them shots that I got summed
My lil' nigga ain't pop some shit in a minute, he in a shootin' slump
We catch fat boy, know he fried, he on the song tellin' lies
Only smoke that nigga brother, I smoke a lot of the cutie pie
We lay that Murder Gang down, nigga, they ain't gon' Twitter talk
Half us feel like bustin' rounds, fuck nigga flat, hold up a sign
Ain't finna bap, I get you smacked, then I get down, pray to my shrine
She want me to crack that pussy open, Ricardo way these diamonds shine
I bet we crack his melon open if a bitch get out of line
And she on melatonin how I knock the pussy out
Uh, this shit I drop sound like a bomb
Say it's beef, we finna eat
Make him a treat, won't leave a crumb
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
Pussy, better keep your gun
Ayy, ho, I go DND
Bitch, I be focused on my yun
I shit like I got the runs, my brother just got off a ton
I done blew so much of smoke, I think I need another lung
PCP, I beat the freak, lil' baby start the Talking Tom
I lay that D and then I leave, I prolly left her pussy sprung
[Monaleo:]
Huh, I'm on my second M this year, bitch, I'm back in that mode
Huh, I doubled up my tour bus, bitch, I'm back on that road
Huh, I'm still draggin' this load, huh, bro still packin' them bows
Huh, y'all niggas know who put you down, you still crackin' them 4's
Huh, this shit I pop be just for fun
Big L-E-O, ain't goin' for nothin, if I make that call, it's already done
Punchin' hoes in the chest all year, on God, we just like Yaddy and son
Bitch ain't finna sneak me on my program, ho, my name not Natalie Nunn
Huh, drop three hundred on one day, me and these hoes is not the same
Huh, hoes'll die for this shit, I'll put up for my son, shit ain't no game
Huh, I really got shit to lose, you hoes gon' die, that's on my gang
Huh, I'm not no lil' ass girl, put Mrs. in front of my name, pussy
[Stunna 4 Vegas:]
Uh, this shit I drop sound like a bomb
Say it's beef, we finna eat
Make him a treat, won't leave a crumb
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
Pussy, better keep your gun
Ayy, ho, I go DND
Bitch, I be focused on my yun
I shit like I got the runs, my brother just got off a ton
I done blew so much of smoke, I think I need another lung
PCP, I beat the freak, lil' baby start the Talking Tom
I lay that D and then I leave, I prolly left her pussy sprung
