Too Many Times (Explicit)-Yung Bans

Too Many Times (Explicit)

歌手:Yung Bans

时间:2019-07-24

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Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

They tryna take me for the ride

You in this game, it's do or die

Been havin' dreams 'bout suicide

Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly

And I done seen my mama cry

Ayy, too many times

I was young, I was blind

Couldn't read between the lines

Now a n!gga worldwide

And I know my fans gon' die

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me (Yeah), they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

Act paranoid, clutchin', reachin' for that blick blick

Shawty when you suck this d!ck, I don't want no lip, ho, you see this drip

Blue hundreds on me, b!tch, and no, I don't Crip

Pop me a Perc' and I'm takin a lift

I jump in that pvssy it's just like a rift

Soar in the sky, glide (Let's go)

Yeah, yeah

Smoke a n!gga like a cig', yeah, yeah

Skinny n!gga, but I'm big, yeah, yeah

Hit the block, get it in, yeah, yeah

Fvck a hater, get revenge, yeah, yeah

Hit his ho, pull her wig, yeah, yeah

Ayy, I feel like Grim Reaper, grave dig, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, foreign solid n!ggas, no, my n!ggas never tell

Free Trap Trill, they done gave my brother hell

You in this game, it's do or die

Been havin' dreams 'bout suicide

Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly

And I done seen my mama cry

Ayy, too many times

I was young, I was blind

Couldn't read between the lines

Now a n!gga worldwide

And I know my fans gon' die

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me (Yeah)

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

Bugz on the beat

I hope these habits don't turn to suicide

Heart full of pain, I gotta utilize

You with the gang, it ain't no switchin' sides, yeah

'Cause I done seen this pvssy too many times, too many times, too many times

Ayy, gang talk, this that gang talk

Pop these pills, they real prescription, just to take the pain off

7-point-62's hit like missiles, it'll blow your brain out

Put that lil' boy in the blender, wipe a n!gga stain off

I'll die for all my n!ggas, I could never change up

Kill a killer, ride with pistols, that's just how we came up

Elliot diamonds look like Skittles, I just got my chain bust

Screamin' fvck all y'all n!ggas, y'all ain't show no love to us

Ridin' with that Glock box, aimin' for his tip-top

Fvckin' on his lil' thot, she gon' make that pvssy pop

Speed it up then make it stop, bust a nut all on her ******

Left him lookin' like some Crocs, murked him and they took his watch

Sippin' on some dirty Wock', I just popped a 30 rock

They know I don't Milly Rock, young n!gga just gon' get the guap

You say you gettin' money, but who is you kiddin'?

Huh, wake up, my palms, they itchin'

She want Chanel, I'm going to get it, huh

Fvck all these hoes and I live it

I hope these habits don't turn to suicide

Heart full of pain, I gotta utilize

You with the gang, it ain't no switchin' sides, yeah

'Cause I done seen this pvssy too many times, too many times, too many times

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