Juveniles Lyrics – Ybn Nahmir
Singer: Ybn Nahmir
Title: Juveniles
Aye, yeah
Yeah, yeah, aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, yeah yeah
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Okay, now after you back it up then stop
Wha wha wha wha drop it like it’s hot
Okay, now after you back it up then stop
Wha wha wha wha drop it like it’s hot
I know you just can’t understand it like how she have it
I guess that #ss can turn to magic, ride it like Aladdin
Okay ten toes bouncing on that dick like she can manage
Okay like where the freak hoes
Like bounce that #ss and make them motherf#ckin’ knees show
Hold up, 80 grand, 20 grand, all up in my hand
Damn please understand
Damn, ma’am, see I’m really ’bout these bands
How you came with all of that
She gon’ bust it from the front and I’m gon’ catch it from the back
Molly got me crazy, I’m feeling upset
Percs too lazy, can’t focus
If she don’t pay her bills today, she’s upset
I’m gon’ pay her rent today, you know this
Okay I whip it out the lot same time I whip it out the pot
I threw up fifty bands I saw it fallin’ from the sky
My ring is on a hunnid, VVS’s on the watch
Okay these n#gg#s they be hatin’ yeah they hard to rock
Girl you workin with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a n#gg# spend his cash, yeah
His last check
Hoes ridin’ like they mad, yeah
Like f#ck yeah
I’m a big time n#gg#, yeah
Money flippa, yeah
Okay get it like it’s good, yeah
Understood, yeah
Girl you workin’ with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a n#gg# spend his cash, yeah
His last check
Hoes ridin’ like they mad, yeah
Like f#ck yeah
AK47, get sent to heaven
I can’t f#ck with no op hoes I learned my lesson
Let a n#gg# try to rob me and Imma bless him
30 clip up in that Ruger n#gg# keep a weapon
Lil baby say she wanna f#ck with me
She wanna f#ck with’ a lil n#gg# from them streets
And I’m a hot n#gg# leave a n#gg# in them streets
That lil tech hot knock a n#gg# off his feet
I was like sixteen toting sixteen
Just a young fly n#gg# with a big dream
These b#tches they be on me say macaroni, aye
Switch like Michael Jordan shoot shots like Kobe
b#tches started hating since I’m getting the bag
Still keep a Uzi on my lap and True’s on my #ss
All these b#tches they be freaks and they be shakin’ that #ss
Had to run my money up and show her that I’m the man
Girl you workin with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a n#gg# spend his cash, yeah
His last check
Hoes ridin’ like they mad, yeah
Like f#ck yeah
I’m a big time n#gg#, yeah
Money flippa, yeah
Okay get it like it’s good, yeah
Understood, yeah
Girl you workin’ with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a n#gg# spend his cash, yeah
His last check
Hoes ridin’ like they mad, yeah
Like f#ck yeah
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