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Ynbm Yae - Eight (feat. No Cap) Lyrics



Ynbm Yae - Eight (feat. No Cap) Lyrics




I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima make them
Niggas feel it on a mission for the Bankrooll ima grind til I get it
I ran it up I'm on a mission to get to these Rackaids
Chasing this money I'm counting blue hunnits
I run through this shit til my back ache
Free all my dogs out the back gate she tryna
Make her way back stage ain't waisting time on these bitches
I get her and post the lil bitch on the back page
I'm hard in the paint I ball like Shaquille iced out
The Rollie and these diamonds real
Louie B buckle to hold up the gear double my cup jus to pour up the sip
Keep an extendo to fill up the clip hang out the window and go off the rip
Told all my niggas I got em we stayed in that water
We came from the bottom like shrimp
Y'all side ain't our side hell naw ion fell em
We gone bring them niggas homicide we gone make them niggas feel em
Any time nigga ima ride all my niggas know I'm with them
I been down since a lil one on the grind tryna get it
I'm tryna run up them millions
I been smoking this weed I might relapse
I been chasing this money unteen Laps
Your bitch give me brain on her knee caps
The glock got a scope with the beam now
I had to switch up the Vibe Turn Up the drip
I walk around with them racks out
Can't put no trust in these niiggas im never so I got the scrap out
Late nights ian goin in early I'm never sleepy turn up and pop me an ex pill
She wanna pull up and Netflix and chill I'm tryna see how her neck feel
I made a vow never switch on the guys even though niggas was telling me lies
I done spent most of my life on the curb
Finessing these niggas no thief In The night
Came from the bottom and no we ain't goin back
I stay with that wood like a lumber jack
I get that work and I take off like AP I move that sack like a running back
I'm goin up I put the bricks in ah duffle I got this shit off the muscle
Shout out my brother I told that nigga I love him can't see you put in ah duffle
We in the game young nigga EA balling so hard need the replay
I got that dough on the front street run to them cars like a relay
I'll never change even with money
I'll remain the same just want blue Benjamin's
Don't want the fame I know this hate it jus
Come with the game I gotta stay in my lane
All of this water I'm dripping I'm iced out
She wanna f*ck with the lights out
I treat the Bando just like it's a mansion
I made a jugg at the White House
We stack that money up tall as DeWhite now tell them
Lil Niggas to pipe down
Ain't wit no internet beefing we want all the smoke
Pull up and serve you a brick now
I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima make them
Niggas feel it on a mission for the Bankrooll ima grind til I get it
I rock fendi sneakers but I don't walk on candy bars
They thank I took extense no cap been goin to hard
Ain't talking hair but I just hope that you play your part
I'm gambling with my life I never seen the bouravage
Off white all my gear I put that shit on
Put dicks on the bottom of the glock cause they tried to shit on me
None of my niggas played baseball but they all hitters
They thank cause I'm ah winner ima fall quicker
Them young niggas move around with ars but they ain't twelve at all
My lawyer know I'm worth a couple mill hope he
Don't sell me out even if the door knob not workin ghetto gone bail me out
I don't regret nothing in my past but please don't tell me now
Montclair jacket cost twenty five hunnit money on his head
Like a brand new bonnet
This Rollie don't tick I was broke and bummy
We gone holla we ain't do it even if we got pumpkins
I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima make them
Niggas feel it on a mission for the Bankrooll ima grind til I get it
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English

I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima make them
Niggas feel it on a mission for the Bankrooll ima grind til I get it
I ran it up I'm on a mission to get to these Rackaids
Chasing this money I'm counting blue hunnits
I run through this shit til my back ache
Free all my dogs out the back gate she tryna
Make her way back stage ain't waisting time on these bitches
I get her and post the lil bitch on the back page
I'm hard in the paint I ball like Shaquille iced out
The Rollie and these diamonds real
Louie B buckle to hold up the gear double my cup jus to pour up the sip
Keep an extendo to fill up the clip hang out the window and go off the rip
Told all my niggas I got em we stayed in that water
We came from the bottom like shrimp
Y'all side ain't our side hell naw ion fell em
We gone bring them niggas homicide we gone make them niggas feel em
Any time nigga ima ride all my niggas know I'm with them
I been down since a lil one on the grind tryna get it
I'm tryna run up them millions
I been smoking this weed I might relapse
I been chasing this money unteen Laps
Your bitch give me brain on her knee caps
The glock got a scope with the beam now
I had to switch up the Vibe Turn Up the drip
I walk around with them racks out
Can't put no trust in these niiggas im never so I got the scrap out
Late nights ian goin in early I'm never sleepy turn up and pop me an ex pill
She wanna pull up and Netflix and chill I'm tryna see how her neck feel
I made a vow never switch on the guys even though niggas was telling me lies
I done spent most of my life on the curb
Finessing these niggas no thief In The night
Came from the bottom and no we ain't goin back
I stay with that wood like a lumber jack
I get that work and I take off like AP I move that sack like a running back
I'm goin up I put the bricks in ah duffle I got this shit off the muscle
Shout out my brother I told that nigga I love him can't see you put in ah duffle
We in the game young nigga EA balling so hard need the replay
I got that dough on the front street run to them cars like a relay
I'll never change even with money
I'll remain the same just want blue Benjamin's
Don't want the fame I know this hate it jus
Come with the game I gotta stay in my lane
All of this water I'm dripping I'm iced out
She wanna f*ck with the lights out
I treat the Bando just like it's a mansion
I made a jugg at the White House
We stack that money up tall as DeWhite now tell them
Lil Niggas to pipe down
Ain't wit no internet beefing we want all the smoke
Pull up and serve you a brick now
I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima make them
Niggas feel it on a mission for the Bankrooll ima grind til I get it
I rock fendi sneakers but I don't walk on candy bars
They thank I took extense no cap been goin to hard
Ain't talking hair but I just hope that you play your part
I'm gambling with my life I never seen the bouravage
Off white all my gear I put that shit on
Put dicks on the bottom of the glock cause they tried to shit on me
None of my niggas played baseball but they all hitters
They thank cause I'm ah winner ima fall quicker
Them young niggas move around with ars but they ain't twelve at all
My lawyer know I'm worth a couple mill hope he
Don't sell me out even if the door knob not workin ghetto gone bail me out
I don't regret nothing in my past but please don't tell me now
Montclair jacket cost twenty five hunnit money on his head
Like a brand new bonnet
This Rollie don't tick I was broke and bummy
We gone holla we ain't do it even if we got pumpkins
I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima make them
Niggas feel it on a mission for the Bankrooll ima grind til I get it
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Writer: Kobey Crawford, Tabori Talley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Ynbm Yae
Language: English
Length: 3:59
Written by: Kobey Crawford, Tabori Talley

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