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Yung & Old Video (MV)




Performed By: Flamed Wok
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Paul Efrim, Cezar Poiata




Flamed Wok - Yung & Old Lyrics
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Tell 'em what it do, Paul
I know I'm young
But my problems get old
Shit got me buggin, I can't get it solved
Could've went high, but I gotta stay low, like
But that's how it go
You could be hot, then ya' body turns cold
You could get popped like a bottle of coke
Lil bro got lined like we movin' the coke, yeah (Krr, frah)
Uh, and I keep a drac, no Ovo
Wrap 'em up, portofolio
I got these horses, ain't talking 'bout rodeo, yeah
Uh, get out the house, don't complain in the studio, yeah (What?)
Uh, I'm in the spot light like a Ufo
Only my songs can play me (Facts)
Y'all M&M sweet, I'm shady
Spinnin' rotations on a daily
So I split 'em in half, 180
Pop a perc and now I'm faded
Can't even hold a conversation
Just like a village, y'all get raided
If I'm famous, then I'm dangerous
Look, spin like a disco, clubbin
Step on a opp like bro is you buggin
Watch how I'm slidin' in this function
Bro got a problem, I leave him disfunctioned
F*ck O2, I'm feelin' flooded
Look how I'm drippin, I need me a bucket, splash
Wet 'em up and make a puddle, huh
Set 'em up and make 'em stutter, facts
I thought he a G in the spot, but he pussy
You don't know me, better look it up
No instructions, ain't no booklet
Play with your life and consider I took it up
Ain't nobody really be that tough
But anybody could get beaten up
You don't even gotta be that tough
I just stay in my lane with my heater tucked
A beretta on me for the stick (Stick)
An umbrella for all of this drip (Drip, drip, drip)
MMA in my knocks, you get gripped
If he act, he can act in my drank
If you up it, you uppin' my rank, like
RBN, if it's seen, then it's sent (If it's seen, then it's sent)
Armed men, just in case it gets tense (Frah, frah)
I know I'm young
But my problems get old
Shit got me buggin, I can't get it solved
Could've went high, but I gotta stay low, like
But that's how it go
You could be hot, then ya' body turns cold
You could get popped like a bottle of coke
Lil bro got lined like we movin' the coke, yeah
Uh, and I keep a drac, no Ovo
Wrap 'em up, portofolio
I got these horses, ain't talking 'bout rodeo, yeah
Uh, get out the house, don't complain in the studio, yeah (What?)
Uh, I'm in the spot light like a Ufo
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Tell 'em what it do, Paul
I know I'm young
But my problems get old
Shit got me buggin, I can't get it solved
Could've went high, but I gotta stay low, like
But that's how it go
You could be hot, then ya' body turns cold
You could get popped like a bottle of coke
Lil bro got lined like we movin' the coke, yeah (Krr, frah)
Uh, and I keep a drac, no Ovo
Wrap 'em up, portofolio
I got these horses, ain't talking 'bout rodeo, yeah
Uh, get out the house, don't complain in the studio, yeah (What?)
Uh, I'm in the spot light like a Ufo
Only my songs can play me (Facts)
Y'all M&M sweet, I'm shady
Spinnin' rotations on a daily
So I split 'em in half, 180
Pop a perc and now I'm faded
Can't even hold a conversation
Just like a village, y'all get raided
If I'm famous, then I'm dangerous
Look, spin like a disco, clubbin
Step on a opp like bro is you buggin
Watch how I'm slidin' in this function
Bro got a problem, I leave him disfunctioned
F*ck O2, I'm feelin' flooded
Look how I'm drippin, I need me a bucket, splash
Wet 'em up and make a puddle, huh
Set 'em up and make 'em stutter, facts
I thought he a G in the spot, but he pussy
You don't know me, better look it up
No instructions, ain't no booklet
Play with your life and consider I took it up
Ain't nobody really be that tough
But anybody could get beaten up
You don't even gotta be that tough
I just stay in my lane with my heater tucked
A beretta on me for the stick (Stick)
An umbrella for all of this drip (Drip, drip, drip)
MMA in my knocks, you get gripped
If he act, he can act in my drank
If you up it, you uppin' my rank, like
RBN, if it's seen, then it's sent (If it's seen, then it's sent)
Armed men, just in case it gets tense (Frah, frah)
I know I'm young
But my problems get old
Shit got me buggin, I can't get it solved
Could've went high, but I gotta stay low, like
But that's how it go
You could be hot, then ya' body turns cold
You could get popped like a bottle of coke
Lil bro got lined like we movin' the coke, yeah
Uh, and I keep a drac, no Ovo
Wrap 'em up, portofolio
I got these horses, ain't talking 'bout rodeo, yeah
Uh, get out the house, don't complain in the studio, yeah (What?)
Uh, I'm in the spot light like a Ufo
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Writer: Paul Efrim, Cezar Poiata
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