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Yung Mal – #’s (feat. Stunna 4 Vegas) [Remix] Lyrics

#’s (feat. Stunna 4 Vegas) [Remix] By Yung Mal

Noisy on the beat

First things first
If a n—- ever cross the line, I’ll put his a– in the dirt
Second of all I’m puttin’ in work
I run this s— up, we ain’t never gon’ hurt
Keep that s— real, that’s third
No nine-to-five, my n—–, they slang on the curb
They get the check by the fourth
Gotta front auntie that dope, she gon’ get on your nerves
I stay with that four-fifth, go to the club, go straight to the VIP
I done got rich, I’m still in the 6
Huh, young n—- stayed down, came up from a seven
They talkin’ plates, we already ate
Everybody got a sack, n—-, we straight
N—– gon’ hate, huh, okay
I bet this nine make his a– lose weight

Judge gave my brother ten
He hit a move for eleven bricks
Don’t f— with 12, I’m never gon’ snitch
The trap behind me, that’s thirteen sticks
Fourteen, trappin’ the bomb full of nicks, yeah
Stood on that Candler Road, 1’5 s—, hah
New condo on 16th Street, got seventeen hoes gettin’ geeked
Eighteen hundred for Prada, that’s on my feet
Gotta keep Glock-19
Never goin’ out sad, that s— in your dreams
N—– ain’t gang, they dub
Young n—– with me ain’t 21, still in the club
I heard that boy got hit up
They say them folks hit his a– like twenty-two slugs
Two-twenty-three, that LeBron
Twenty-four for the Rollie, it wet like a pond
Whole twenty-five, I’m a don
Keep shooters with me, I still got my gun, n—-
Broke n—-, go get funds, n—-
I bring your ho to Plug block and we beat up her tongue, n—-
I got the drop on the opp, don’t go back and forth, we gon’ get that s— gone, n—-

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First things first
If a n—- ever cross the line, I’ll put his a– in the dirt
Second of all I’m puttin’ in work
I run this s— up, we ain’t never gon’ hurt
Keep that s— real, that’s third
No nine-to-five, my n—–, they slang on the curb
They get the check by the fourth
Gotta front auntie that dope, she gon’ get on your nerves
I stay with that four-fifth, go to the club, go straight to the VIP
I done got rich, I’m still in the 6
Huh, young n—- stayed down, came up from a seven
They talkin’ plates, we already ate
Everybody got a sack, n—-, we straight
N—– gon’ hate, huh, okay
I bet this nine make his a– lose weight (Noisy on the beat)
Better stay with your pole in the 704, yeah, you know how that go (Boom)
I was sicker than a b—-, I got pulled with six sticks in the city right after my show (F—)
I bang the 5 and my lil’ n—- Crip, we both slangin’ iron ’bout that 4, uh (4X)
These Jordan 3’s on they throat (Uh)
I got two vibes tellin’ me I’m the G.O.A.T., uh, uh (Thot-thot)
I’ma tell you one time (Uh)
Boy, you better not play with 4X (4X)
I set the b—- up like a punchline (Let’s go)
When it’s smoke, let’s go, we gun firin’ (Boom)
My money long like the lunchline (Cash)
I pull up like KD in crunch time (Score)
Two bustdowns, they both mine (Ice)
Still in the hood, I took off in no time (Blatt)

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First things first
If a n—- ever cross the line, I’ll put his a– in the dirt
Second of all I’m puttin’ in work
I run this s— up, we ain’t never gon’ hurt
Keep that s— real, that’s third
No nine-to-five, my n—–, they slang on the curb
They get the check by the fourth
Gotta front auntie that dope, she gon’ get on your nerves
I stay with that four-fifth, go to the club, go straight to the VIP
I done got rich, I’m still in the 6
Huh, young n—- stayed down, came up from a seven
They talkin’ plates, we already ate
Everybody got a sack, n—-, we straight
N—– gon’ hate, huh, okay
I bet this nine make his a– lose weight (Noisy on the beat)

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