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Yung Grasshopper (Foda - Soutain) Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Syrup
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Julio Garcia




Young Syrup - Yung Grasshopper (Foda - Soutain) Lyrics




I had to be
Responsible
They're try to damage my solitude
You are not gangsta
You're vulnerable
You feel the peace
When I'm in the room
They listen to me
They know more than you
My shit aligned like a carnival
When I grew up
I wasn't comfortable
When I blew up
She got illogical
Ooooo ahhhh

I got me a hundred checks
Ooooo ahhhh
Ya borrow chains
And ya flex
Oh gxd
She give you neck
Give you sex
Her love
End you
They want you to beg
They're love

Whooaaa
Sky's Open
Whooaaa
Sky's Open
Whooaaa
Sky's Open
Whooaaa
Whooaaa

Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Way too much Hennessy
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Oh what they said to me
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
All of the shit I've seen
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
My Angels must be
The Realest Ghouls
Your man so dusty
I feel for you
Her ass must love me
Cause she the truth
Say my name 3 times
Like Beetlejuice
I fly your fans out
They love me to

Idk better
I'm falling asleep
Ya all are poison
I iced my Philippe
F*ck ya lil bitches
They sexy and neat
She got red bottoms
I came on her feet
I'm from the bottom
I came from street
But I'm smarter than you
Ya whole crew
Shit is deep

She go to college
Cause she want a better life
But then she left
Fell in love with the streets

I had to be
Responsible
They're try to damage my solitude
You are not gangsta
You're vulnerable
You feel the peace
When I'm in the room
They listen to me
They know more than you
My shit aligned like a carnival
When I grew up
I wasn't comfortable
When I blew up
She got illogical

Oooooo ahhhhh

Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa

Got ya shorty in the back room

Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa

You're subliminal
I don't really f*ck with you
Ya should Runnnnn
That way
I got 30 drums
N 30 goons
I want ya body
I dont wanna cuddle ma
I don't pop molly
I distribute cut it up
How many bodies
Can I fill up in my trunk
Don't f*ck my nails up
I just got a pedi done

I had to be
Responsible
They're try to damage my solitude
You are not gangsta
Your vulnerable
You feel the peace
When I'm in the room
They listen to me
They know more than you
My shit aligned like a carnival
When I grew up
I wasn't comfortable
When I blew up
She got illogical
Ooooo ahhhh
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I had to be
Responsible
They're try to damage my solitude
You are not gangsta
You're vulnerable
You feel the peace
When I'm in the room
They listen to me
They know more than you
My shit aligned like a carnival
When I grew up
I wasn't comfortable
When I blew up
She got illogical
Ooooo ahhhh

I got me a hundred checks
Ooooo ahhhh
Ya borrow chains
And ya flex
Oh gxd
She give you neck
Give you sex
Her love
End you
They want you to beg
They're love

Whooaaa
Sky's Open
Whooaaa
Sky's Open
Whooaaa
Sky's Open
Whooaaa
Whooaaa

Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Way too much Hennessy
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Oh what they said to me
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
All of the shit I've seen
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
My Angels must be
The Realest Ghouls
Your man so dusty
I feel for you
Her ass must love me
Cause she the truth
Say my name 3 times
Like Beetlejuice
I fly your fans out
They love me to

Idk better
I'm falling asleep
Ya all are poison
I iced my Philippe
F*ck ya lil bitches
They sexy and neat
She got red bottoms
I came on her feet
I'm from the bottom
I came from street
But I'm smarter than you
Ya whole crew
Shit is deep

She go to college
Cause she want a better life
But then she left
Fell in love with the streets

I had to be
Responsible
They're try to damage my solitude
You are not gangsta
You're vulnerable
You feel the peace
When I'm in the room
They listen to me
They know more than you
My shit aligned like a carnival
When I grew up
I wasn't comfortable
When I blew up
She got illogical

Oooooo ahhhhh

Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa

Got ya shorty in the back room

Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa
Whooaaa

You're subliminal
I don't really f*ck with you
Ya should Runnnnn
That way
I got 30 drums
N 30 goons
I want ya body
I dont wanna cuddle ma
I don't pop molly
I distribute cut it up
How many bodies
Can I fill up in my trunk
Don't f*ck my nails up
I just got a pedi done

I had to be
Responsible
They're try to damage my solitude
You are not gangsta
Your vulnerable
You feel the peace
When I'm in the room
They listen to me
They know more than you
My shit aligned like a carnival
When I grew up
I wasn't comfortable
When I blew up
She got illogical
Ooooo ahhhh
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Writer: Julio Garcia
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