Yung Wolf - YGR Freestyle (feat. Eli Young & Txmmy) Lyrics

Load the chopper
Imma slaughter
F*ck ya daughter
Imma bother
Slittin' ya wrists
Till ya feelin this shit
Put ya inna pit
Imma dump with a pump
Put ya body inna trunk
Load a shotty buck
Dropped that blade in a bitch
Sewin' like knit stitch
Killin, i'm john wick
F*cking tell? f*cking snitch
Geekin off some lean
Imma fiend
What ya mean
Hit ya in the spleen
F*cking porcine
Imma make you see
My f*cking smoke screen
Imma make ya scream
F*cking hate fakes
Drop ya like loot lake
See my bands? needa rake
You lookin dumb?
F*cking baked
I'm a yung
You need a bud
Put outta tongue
Killin' all y'all homies for fun
Dark skies
Yuh

Young rich homies need a sip flowin
Bitch I turn that on, finna keep the mic going
Don't wanna hear it
Bitch I just steer it
Ya ain't messin, good connection, got reflection, lil Bad Bitch just flexin
Ice out my neck got the two seater
Cop that tank that's a wife beater
Pussy boy you got a millimeter
Pussy boy I got a kilometer
Bitch you a snitch
Icing out the wrist
Icing out this bitch
She gon take my kids
Racks on me I'm rich
F*ck her hard she glitch
Money streaming twitch
Side hoe, just abouta switch
Capping at the trap house, better pass out
And I'm Running it fastly, better not lastly
Pull up with the brothers and I'm drivin through the fast lane
Not proving anything gotta have the facts mane
Ridin around town in a all white Bentley
Bitch want to to talk lemme give my two cents plz
Copping that shit this aint no renting
Poking at the pussy like I'm playing f*cking fencing

I'm with original young gang smoke a pussy out like propane, yuh
She nosedive to my dick like it's cocaine
Finish on the bitch quick like i'm liu kang
Diamonds you know they gon talk when i walk
You know this pop i don't sip on no wop
If i'm with a butch she the cream of the crop
So i cream on her crop
I got bread like it's wheat
So I ain't in nosebleeds
Smoking on OG with the young gang team
We get chains for the free
I got drop to my knees
And my supreme clean
Still surrounded by queens
2 cell phones cuz the bitch on me
But I avoid like cones to get them packs to the team
Riding melrose in a ferrari
Gotta get to a show because the teens love me
Teens love a rapper with the drip
Bitches love a rapper with a nine inch dick
Pussy boy capping we gon pop up with sticks
Before I was rapping i had dreamed of getting rich
Now i got bags like i came from the bando
A-K on me shoot him down like rambo
Bullets flying now Eli just went commando
I could go longer but i gotta make it end ho