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Mission Failed (feat. YC Lilkenta) Video (MV)




Performed By: YNR Menace
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Jaden Franklin




YNR Menace - Mission Failed (feat. YC Lilkenta) Lyrics




Ain't no Kobe produce this shit, man
He got in that box and tried to spin, he almost lost his heart
I jump out the car with that lil' switch and rip that boy apart
That lil' hoe gon' f*ck with every nigga, knew that from the start

Skidmaps on my face, when I'm outside, I'm hiding from the narcs
M4 got a 60, if you see me, you won't live to see it
10 lil' ass around, they know the young crew, put this shit to bed
We just put a scope on this lil' Glock, we knocking off his dreams

Switch on a 19, gon' hit his face, I aimed it at his legs
Broke off for a Glock, he's trying to spin a block and let off shots
DVD gon' load up in that rental, spin by baby hot
Pushed up on that boy and beat his ass for claiming so he not

Wrapped him up in Saran, he in the trash so we won't smell him rot
I can't give no f*ck about this bitch, I don't get it, bitch, for real
While he talking crazy, acting like we don't know where he live
Claiming that he's stepping on my gang, he know how Glizzy feel

You ain't built for this boy, you a hoe, so get up out that field
He got in that box and tried to spin, he almost lost his heart
I jump out the car with that lil' switch and rip that boy apart
That lil' hoe gon' f*ck with every nigga, knew that from the start

Skidmaps on my face, went out my side, I'm hiding from the narcs
M4 got a 60, if you see me, you won't let us in
10 lil' ass around, they know the young crew, put this shit to bed
We just put a scope on this lil' Glock, we knocking off his dreams

Switch on a 19, gon' hit his face, I aimed it at his legs
I bet we aiming for the leg, and beat his ass
And then we catch up, that nigga got a Glock, but got no switch
That bitch can't hold a drum, 7.62 up in the gun

I bet a nigga run, talking on the neck
Get your ass shot, bet you won't drop the dot
That nigga trying to catch up, I call up Kenta, know he get the spot
He got out my drop, lil' bru ain't spin, my partner caught the bens

Got a drum on every gun, ayy when I clutch it, I bet I hit your top
Moving on my toes, he trying to catch me lacking on my block
Nigga mad about a hoe, I tell that bitch don't call my phone
I'm paranoid, he talking shit, I might just smack him with the pole

Try to catch me at the store, shit know that if I stay up and lock
And when he try to get a stick, I bet my brother spin your Glock
Spin your Glock, spin your Glock,
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Ain't no Kobe produce this shit, man
He got in that box and tried to spin, he almost lost his heart
I jump out the car with that lil' switch and rip that boy apart
That lil' hoe gon' f*ck with every nigga, knew that from the start

Skidmaps on my face, when I'm outside, I'm hiding from the narcs
M4 got a 60, if you see me, you won't live to see it
10 lil' ass around, they know the young crew, put this shit to bed
We just put a scope on this lil' Glock, we knocking off his dreams

Switch on a 19, gon' hit his face, I aimed it at his legs
Broke off for a Glock, he's trying to spin a block and let off shots
DVD gon' load up in that rental, spin by baby hot
Pushed up on that boy and beat his ass for claiming so he not

Wrapped him up in Saran, he in the trash so we won't smell him rot
I can't give no f*ck about this bitch, I don't get it, bitch, for real
While he talking crazy, acting like we don't know where he live
Claiming that he's stepping on my gang, he know how Glizzy feel

You ain't built for this boy, you a hoe, so get up out that field
He got in that box and tried to spin, he almost lost his heart
I jump out the car with that lil' switch and rip that boy apart
That lil' hoe gon' f*ck with every nigga, knew that from the start

Skidmaps on my face, went out my side, I'm hiding from the narcs
M4 got a 60, if you see me, you won't let us in
10 lil' ass around, they know the young crew, put this shit to bed
We just put a scope on this lil' Glock, we knocking off his dreams

Switch on a 19, gon' hit his face, I aimed it at his legs
I bet we aiming for the leg, and beat his ass
And then we catch up, that nigga got a Glock, but got no switch
That bitch can't hold a drum, 7.62 up in the gun

I bet a nigga run, talking on the neck
Get your ass shot, bet you won't drop the dot
That nigga trying to catch up, I call up Kenta, know he get the spot
He got out my drop, lil' bru ain't spin, my partner caught the bens

Got a drum on every gun, ayy when I clutch it, I bet I hit your top
Moving on my toes, he trying to catch me lacking on my block
Nigga mad about a hoe, I tell that bitch don't call my phone
I'm paranoid, he talking shit, I might just smack him with the pole

Try to catch me at the store, shit know that if I stay up and lock
And when he try to get a stick, I bet my brother spin your Glock
Spin your Glock, spin your Glock,
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Writer: Jaden Franklin
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