Rayne Storm - Ynmm (feat. Loudpack Dash) Lyrics

Yeah i'm
Just a young nigga making money
Everywhere I go these niggas tryna take it from me
Taxes, girls wit fake asses, niggas playing dummy
Fly clothes, different hoes, tryna make it off me
Yeah i'm

Moving that dope
The young and the hope
Less, they shooting them nets
Or whipping that coke
Rather be dead then be broke
Taking a oath
You get it or don't
You probably won't
My hobby to smoke
I'm taking a toke
I'm feeling the wave
Rocking the boat
Like now I could float
So what is you posed to do
When them posted boys
To close to you
Bust a move
Or bust a rhyme
Bust a brick or
Bust a nine
I hustle for mine
Double the work
Double the grind
Double entendre the whole damn time
She double the twerk
We double the fine
Double so much, should be a whole damn crime
I'm so gifted
While i'm getting that gifted
She got mind tricks
But i don't trick shit
Don't make me bake your biscuit
I know I seem cool but don't risk it
I gotta mean crew and they gets it
And they'll lean you, like Piza
So ease up or take this hit, quick
Look what we got
Ski in the pot
Could never be me cause you not
Letting em go
Faster then 3 on the clock
Flee if its me with Glock
Half of the chop
Half of those halves on ya Block
Hadda been outta the spot
How could you not
We in the house
This where they flock
This what they cop
Nothing but top
Quality nigga

Yeah i'm
Just a young nigga making money
Everywhere I go these niggas tryna take it from me
Taxes, girls wit fake asses, niggas playing dummy
Fly clothes, different hoes, tryna make it off me
Yeah i'm