How you gone pour up that lean? you don't have a cup
How you gone get that new purse if you do not suck?
How you gone shoot your lil pole, if it's still tucked?
How you gone say that you love me, I don't give a f*ck
How I'm gone do all these drugs, you gotta pull up
How you gone walk in my shoes if you are a pup?
How you gone serve em a bird if you are a duck?
How you gone come out that mud if you still stuck?
Been f*cking this money forever, bae I'm so tired
I told you that nigga was fishy, I think that he wired
I hit up my shooter right now the moment is dire
I pop me a xan and two percs no wonder my eyes hurt
She rolling, she rolling, she rolling, she rolling around
Don't come in the mother f*cking jungle if you are a clown
I know that they call me Yung sky, but I came from the ground
Dropped a perc in my lean, I can't find it, I think that it drowned
I'm hit
Running too low on the drugs, so we go on a lick
I told her, can't f*ck her right now, so she send me a pic
If you know that I came out the mud then you know I can't quit
I'm in love with the money and drugs, so you can not fit
I hit up lil Londyn right now, he serve me a brick
I'm whipping too much in one pot, so I made it split
I'm standing my money so tall that it will not sit
I'm back on them perkies and lean I did it again
Just look at my Benz
Then look at her friends
Then look at my hand
I just took a xan
Supply and demand
I sell contraband
Just follow my plan
I want 100 band
This not common ice, bitch this a glacier
Got jammed up now he singing like fantasia
Blocked your bitch on my iPhone, she hit my pager
I play with all that heat like Dion Waiters
That Molly make her go up elevator
I feel like Kobe Bryant with the fader
Lil Londyn toting mags like he the fader
My bitch not from the 6, she from Decatur
100 yard dash bitch I'm a raider
And yes I'm doing magic like a laker
If he claim that he YL then he's a faker
Yes, an imitator
How you gone pour up that lean, you don't have a cup?
How you gone get that new purse if you do not suck?
How you gone shoot your lil pole, if it's still tucked?
How you gone say that you love me, I don't give a f*ck
How I'm gone do all these drugs, you gotta pull up
How you gone walk in my shoes if you are a pup?
How you gone serve em a bird if you are a duck?
How you gone come out that mud if you still stuck?
Yung Sky - Dead Wrong Lyrics
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How you gone pour up that lean? you don't have a cup
How you gone get that new purse if you do not suck?
How you gone shoot your lil pole, if it's still tucked?
How you gone say that you love me, I don't give a f*ck
How I'm gone do all these drugs, you gotta pull up
How you gone walk in my shoes if you are a pup?
How you gone serve em a bird if you are a duck?
How you gone come out that mud if you still stuck?
Been f*cking this money forever, bae I'm so tired
I told you that nigga was fishy, I think that he wired
I hit up my shooter right now the moment is dire
I pop me a xan and two percs no wonder my eyes hurt
She rolling, she rolling, she rolling, she rolling around
Don't come in the mother f*cking jungle if you are a clown
I know that they call me Yung sky, but I came from the ground
Dropped a perc in my lean, I can't find it, I think that it drowned
I'm hit
Running too low on the drugs, so we go on a lick
I told her, can't f*ck her right now, so she send me a pic
If you know that I came out the mud then you know I can't quit
I'm in love with the money and drugs, so you can not fit
I hit up lil Londyn right now, he serve me a brick
I'm whipping too much in one pot, so I made it split
I'm standing my money so tall that it will not sit
I'm back on them perkies and lean I did it again
Just look at my Benz
Then look at her friends
Then look at my hand
I just took a xan
Supply and demand
I sell contraband
Just follow my plan
I want 100 band
This not common ice, bitch this a glacier
Got jammed up now he singing like fantasia
Blocked your bitch on my iPhone, she hit my pager
I play with all that heat like Dion Waiters
That Molly make her go up elevator
I feel like Kobe Bryant with the fader
Lil Londyn toting mags like he the fader
My bitch not from the 6, she from Decatur
100 yard dash bitch I'm a raider
And yes I'm doing magic like a laker
If he claim that he YL then he's a faker
Yes, an imitator
How you gone pour up that lean, you don't have a cup?
How you gone get that new purse if you do not suck?
How you gone shoot your lil pole, if it's still tucked?
How you gone say that you love me, I don't give a f*ck
How I'm gone do all these drugs, you gotta pull up
How you gone walk in my shoes if you are a pup?
How you gone serve em a bird if you are a duck?
How you gone come out that mud if you still stuck?
How you gone get that new purse if you do not suck?
How you gone shoot your lil pole, if it's still tucked?
How you gone say that you love me, I don't give a f*ck
How I'm gone do all these drugs, you gotta pull up
How you gone walk in my shoes if you are a pup?
How you gone serve em a bird if you are a duck?
How you gone come out that mud if you still stuck?
Been f*cking this money forever, bae I'm so tired
I told you that nigga was fishy, I think that he wired
I hit up my shooter right now the moment is dire
I pop me a xan and two percs no wonder my eyes hurt
She rolling, she rolling, she rolling, she rolling around
Don't come in the mother f*cking jungle if you are a clown
I know that they call me Yung sky, but I came from the ground
Dropped a perc in my lean, I can't find it, I think that it drowned
I'm hit
Running too low on the drugs, so we go on a lick
I told her, can't f*ck her right now, so she send me a pic
If you know that I came out the mud then you know I can't quit
I'm in love with the money and drugs, so you can not fit
I hit up lil Londyn right now, he serve me a brick
I'm whipping too much in one pot, so I made it split
I'm standing my money so tall that it will not sit
I'm back on them perkies and lean I did it again
Just look at my Benz
Then look at her friends
Then look at my hand
I just took a xan
Supply and demand
I sell contraband
Just follow my plan
I want 100 band
This not common ice, bitch this a glacier
Got jammed up now he singing like fantasia
Blocked your bitch on my iPhone, she hit my pager
I play with all that heat like Dion Waiters
That Molly make her go up elevator
I feel like Kobe Bryant with the fader
Lil Londyn toting mags like he the fader
My bitch not from the 6, she from Decatur
100 yard dash bitch I'm a raider
And yes I'm doing magic like a laker
If he claim that he YL then he's a faker
Yes, an imitator
How you gone pour up that lean, you don't have a cup?
How you gone get that new purse if you do not suck?
How you gone shoot your lil pole, if it's still tucked?
How you gone say that you love me, I don't give a f*ck
How I'm gone do all these drugs, you gotta pull up
How you gone walk in my shoes if you are a pup?
How you gone serve em a bird if you are a duck?
How you gone come out that mud if you still stuck?
Writer: Todd Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid