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• Artiste: Yeat
• Titre: Shmunk
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Yeah, you heard me right (Huh) Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh) Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh) I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties (Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah) Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaired, thrice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall) I was sellin' drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah) I was yellin' with thugs (Thugs), we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah) I was pullin' up with thugs (Shh, grrah), I was pullin' up in Ghosts (Pullin' up in Ghosts) I've been pullin' up in big whips, yeah, y'all still smokin' Runtz (Skrrt) Yeah I got a whole lotta money, lil' bitch (Shh), I got a bunch (Yeah, I got a bunch) I don't even need no security, I got guns (Shh, I got guns) I need me a moment of clarity, I'm movin' these tons (I'm movin' these tons, shh-ah, shh-ah) Pulled up in a frog-eyed Bentley, with the big boy drum Yeah, talk down on the mob who gon' get you sprung (Get you sprung) Yeah, and I boot up for fun (Fun), do that shit for fun (Shit for fun) Yeah, reloadin' my shit, yeah, but I go to the sun (Go to the sun) Travelin' round with thugs, yeah, we number one (We number one) Brr, light his bitch ass up, yeah, just like a blunt (Brr) Brr, I'm so cold, my diamonds negative one (One) I got big lil' bitch, wanna send that bitch, wanna thrive I ain't listen to nobody's shit, I'ma live my life, my life I better boot up and just play the night, man, that boy is a spike I'm in the Urus, that big body steppin', that bitch 'bout a knife, slice Yeah, you heard me right (Huh) Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh) Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh) I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties (Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah) Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaire, thrice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall) I was sellin' drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah) I was yellin' with thugs, we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah) Rich on rich, poppin' eight-hundred Pull up with sticks, and then got a whole hundred Get this bitch covered, I tap her bumper I know the bitch, only want her some money I get the bitch, and I catch me a baddie Pull up in her trap, and I pop it, and pat it She fuck with my diamonds, I fuck with her Gotti Then I need to buy me a brand new big-body Benz Ain't comin' in if they ain't at the shooter's end Been feelin' my shirt, on Givenchy my shades Better get this shit tailored, I'm a pink, pink van Pray your whole clique get spint Pray your whole clique get shot, bitch, leave the bitch back in I just be gunnin' on show, mama, I get a big backend Scary-ass nigga, I don't wanna run, woah, he ain't my friend He not my five, my slime, my blood, my [kind?], no, he not kin Got the bitch here, I spent two on her skin, said she wanna do it again I got them M's and I do it again, got the bitch jawbreakin' Yeah, you heard me right (Huh) Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh) Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh) I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties (Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah) Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaire, thrice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh) Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall) I was sellin' drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah) I was yellin' with thugs (Thugs), we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)