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Y'ng - BLOODLINE Lyrics



Y'ng - BLOODLINE Lyrics
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[ Featuring Zay ]

This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
Baby come back you so fine
Sprinkle a lil zest on my gold mine
One hand gripping on both thighs
It's up, it's stuck, it's too vibey
Full attention, phone silent
Every time hit my palace, Practice on my own cactus, We don't practice no malice
I'm never gon' fold
I'm never gon' switch
I'm hugging the pole
I'm throwing a brick
She get it and go
She comin' home quick, yeah, yeah
I'm pouring a four and dodging the pick
She's taking my soul
I'm flexing my kicks
While I throw the hundreds and fifties and ones
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
Jumpin out the window-ooo (Jumpin' right up out the window, bitch)
Drugs fueling the flow-ooo (Drugs fueling all my flows, bitch)
Once this go around the the globe-ooo (Once this go around the world, bitch)
This gon' be the one
This gon' be the one to blow
F*ck with gang, we gon' twist a nigga up foreal like a blunt
I just came to f*ck, She just came to suck, Switch my sim, we done
Askin why we going out
F*ck around, drinking, driving onna monday
Poppin' Bottles with the models and they going topless Man, I'm leaving with something
Said it's haunting over here, That's just where the phantoms be
Got S-Curl up in my hair, Got my Moncler up in my seat
She gon' f*ck around with me, She gon' get it in SV
Pop that shit like a Perky P, Skrrt off in that SRT
She sucking my dick in the back of the basement
If shawty saying that she love me then baby, I got to replace ya
I know that my mattress is comfy, it's holding up all of my baes, yeah
I'm counting up all of this money, cause I'm right back on my Bezos
F*ck what you say, so
F*ck what you say, ho
(Yeah, yeah)
Step on these fazos
This a murder scene and the case closed
Shawty gon' stay close
For this 8ball, put it in her nose
I got it on double R with the stars in it and the curtains closed
I know I'm a star I got to go far
Cause this is my bloodline
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English

This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
Baby come back you so fine
Sprinkle a lil zest on my gold mine
One hand gripping on both thighs
It's up, it's stuck, it's too vibey
Full attention, phone silent
Every time hit my palace, Practice on my own cactus, We don't practice no malice
I'm never gon' fold
I'm never gon' switch
I'm hugging the pole
I'm throwing a brick
She get it and go
She comin' home quick, yeah, yeah
I'm pouring a four and dodging the pick
She's taking my soul
I'm flexing my kicks
While I throw the hundreds and fifties and ones
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
This my what, This my what
This my blood line
Pop it like one time
Dig in real deep it's a gold mine
Jumpin out the window-ooo (Jumpin' right up out the window, bitch)
Drugs fueling the flow-ooo (Drugs fueling all my flows, bitch)
Once this go around the the globe-ooo (Once this go around the world, bitch)
This gon' be the one
This gon' be the one to blow
F*ck with gang, we gon' twist a nigga up foreal like a blunt
I just came to f*ck, She just came to suck, Switch my sim, we done
Askin why we going out
F*ck around, drinking, driving onna monday
Poppin' Bottles with the models and they going topless Man, I'm leaving with something
Said it's haunting over here, That's just where the phantoms be
Got S-Curl up in my hair, Got my Moncler up in my seat
She gon' f*ck around with me, She gon' get it in SV
Pop that shit like a Perky P, Skrrt off in that SRT
She sucking my dick in the back of the basement
If shawty saying that she love me then baby, I got to replace ya
I know that my mattress is comfy, it's holding up all of my baes, yeah
I'm counting up all of this money, cause I'm right back on my Bezos
F*ck what you say, so
F*ck what you say, ho
(Yeah, yeah)
Step on these fazos
This a murder scene and the case closed
Shawty gon' stay close
For this 8ball, put it in her nose
I got it on double R with the stars in it and the curtains closed
I know I'm a star I got to go far
Cause this is my bloodline
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Writer: Isaiah Andrews
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Y'ng - BLOODLINE Video
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Performed By: Y'ng
Featuring: Zay
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Isaiah Andrews

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