Yung Dori - Agora ft. $UICIDEBOY$ & Riverside Jynn | Текст песни

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• Yung Dori
• Agora ft. $UICIDEBOY$ & Riverside Jynn

I be that schizo motherfucker
Walking with a shovel
Keep the bodies covered
Lurking with my brothers
Killers by the hundred

Bleed out my fucking eyes
$carecrow the glorified
Fuckboys get mortified
Bitches get traumatized

Can't you see in my eyes
My heart's been paralyzed
Never apologize
God's been disqualified

Demons are calling us
My soul's been compromised
59 homicides
59 mommas cry

[Verse 2: Yung Mutt]

Just got a motherfucking hand full of cash out
Spend it all already on a head full of hash hoe
Hope the weed will last yo
Half a dub already smoked
Turning ghost I'm burning Os
Drunk and I go and I do this shit often
And I know what they talk
And then pull out the weapon we'll see how it goes
Bitch get that stuff but she sick in the snow

She bend the knee and now her
Whole throat feeling cold
Snow leopard seeking throws
Throwing bones his clothes ain't glowing
Bitch they need to keep you froze

[Verse 3: Crackhead Jynn]

Nigga it's my and my people
Where my head is to you that's a free throw
It's the Crackhead, rolling up napkins
Have to toggle my shit I'm a beast though

Started off talking them pounds
They talking up rounds
And not with the fucking around
Pull out the chopper
If you start walking with them
Imma start cutting shit down

Imma re-up in a couple of weeks
And be rich with the squad like a couple of g's
Fuck with my niggas we coming for keeps
Had to pull out the fader it fucked up the streets
I ain't the nigga who stuck on the streets
If you ready the die don't say nothing to me
Imma bust out the track and then bust out the trap
I just put in the work for a \"fuck with\" degree

Cash in the bank then we stuck on the weed
I'm just living our life feeling good as can be
If you see what I saw [?]
You be starving like Marvin I'm busting your teeth

I'm just that nigga you couldn't compete
Got that grass in the bag like there's wood in the tree
If you asking for action then we let you have it
You niggas afraid that you wouldn't want beef

How much you pay when I roll in the deep
Has your bitch on my knee
Yelling put it to me
Need to pack up her packs
And say get the fuck out
Cause I [?]
When she pulling them G's

I don't want static
And you don't want heap
Til I burn out that bag
[?]
This nigga who died just for looking at me

I be so nutty
My wrist be so flutty
My icey be dripping
Just fucked up the scene

Sipping on sprite
Like that stuff is for cheap
And my tummy is numb
That's a cup of some weed

I be just chilling with me and my villains
You snitching you rats give up fuck 'bout some cheese
I'm ready to harvest the harvest and me
I'm just cooling it down like a cup of some tea
And I'm out

[Verse 4]

San have to make money
San have a go
Gonna make money
Always fucking bitches at the show

You a fake now
Sipping lean with Drake now
Hitting fucking corpses
At the motherfucking base now, man

I'm bossing all you bitches
Keeping all of you ups living
All I wish is for three bitches
That can give me all the digits, woah

Sipping lean in the cup
With the bitch looking bruv
Looking tough
For the bitches that looking for all the drugs

[Verse 5]

Now it's different decision
I put my dick in the center
And if you listen to Jynn
My niggas wishing you with it

It's like a subtle predicament
If you with it we finish it
If you dip in the middle
We put a brick to your head and then

[?] in the mist of it all
Even before you benefit
Get the rest of you call
[?] get the business involved
Get the business involved

Like, damn how the fuck do you do that
You just another motherfucker in a dorag
And you can tell me I can hustle if I'm new jack
Cause you get shot up in the gutter
What you do that nigga

Imma prove that
If you two step
Brother we can do that
Get the crew bang nigga
Where the roots
Like where the cues at
Hit 'em with pool sticks
Like I'm gonna move back
Crackhead