Amaan! - #SENIORYEAR! (PIMP VIBE) Lyrics

Ay, ay, check it out, it's the return of Young A$tro
Young a$tro tha God
Come take a vibe with a pimp nigga
Right quick, you know what I'm talkin' about
Let me check you out, hoe, okay

Women, weed, and weather
Got me feelin' like I'm Kenny
Ain't no limit to what I'm gonna be

Yeah, all my niggas round me
And you know we bout it, bout it
Get the paper, then go cray on the beat
Yeah, niggas talk about us

Like we really not by static
Watch them bushmasters , hop out that caprice
Yeah, and me, I'm more like Huey
And my nigga just like Riley
Restoration of the real is complete

I could give a damn what the wave is
Just tryna make it on your playlist
All y'all niggas in the same boat

Lookin' like a hip-hop slave ship
But I just lay low, don't say shit
Tatts on my body and they say shit
Yeah, gotta live with a meaning

Even if it's serving fiends, on a weekend
Just to get your kids eatin', gotta struggle to survive, homie
Sometime, unc, put in work but he did, dumb time
Learned a lot, earned a lot

Wrists never had to squirm to pop
Cause that thug shit, get you done quick
Learned that from a OG
Couple months later, ain't wake, gotta sleep
Time to pour out the OE, holy shit

Women, weed, and weather got me feelin' like I'm Kenny
Ain't no limit to what I'm gonna be
Yeah, all my niggas round me

And you know we bout it, bout it
Get the paper, then go cray on the beat
Yeah, niggas talk about us
Like we really not bout static

Watch them bushmasters, hop out that caprice
Yeah, me, I'm more like Huey
And my nigga just like Riley
Restoration of the real is complete, yeah

Ayy, I'm gnarly
I just mixed the hen with that Cardi
In an hour or so, I"ll call one of my shones
Sip some Bailey's cream to, get raunchy

I got so much on my mind
How do I handle this pressure of mine
I'm just sittin' here feelin' like Paul Anderson
Carry the weight of the world with no spotters mane

I'm honest, man, y'all flawgin', man
Your shit make a nigga yawn and stretch longer, man
The fans bobbing to the beat and' feel the words, I'm sayin
I'm deepely rooted in the game, word to the bradster, man

Just a poe lil' nigga with a hipster sense
Now this poe lil' nigga gettin hipster fresh, now
This bad lil' Jawn want me to cuff her shit
I told her I ain't got no cape, but the rest was this, bitch

Women, weed, and weather got me feelin' like I'm Kenny
Ain't no limit to what I'm gonna be
Yeah, all my niggas round me
And you know we bout it, bout it

Yeah, niggas talk about us like we really not bout static
Watch them bushmasters hop out that caprice
Yeah, me, I'm more like huey and my nigga
Just like Riley, restoration of the real is complete

Yeah, ayy, I'm bout it
Ayy, ayy, you bout it, baby
Ayy, I'm bout it
Ayy, ayy, you bout it, baby

Ayy, I'm bout it
Ayy, ayy, you bout it, baby
Ayy, you bout it, baby
Ayy, I'm bout it

Ayy, ayy, you bout it, baby
I'm bout it
Ayy, ayy
You bout it, baby

I'm bout it
Ayy, ayy
You bout it, baby
I'm bout it

Ayy, ayy, you bout it, baby
I'm bout it
Ayy, ayy, you bout it, baby
Ain't no nigga bounce the floor like me

Ain't no nigga bout to do it like me
Dade County nigga with the motherf*ckin' flow
One time for that ass like woah

Like woah
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Like woah, OHH

HEARTBREAKERA motherf*ckers, see you next time