​yung bandz pt 2

[Intro]
I (Uh-oh)
I-I love you

[Chorus]
Everything fully, I don't fuck with semi (Oooh, gang)
Me & Quez sliding in a Hemi (Uh-oh, Bitch)
I ain't Fetty Wap, I don't sip no Remy (Oooh)
When I see Sherm, I'ma take his fi'
Slap a bitch, 'cause she blew my high (Uh-oh)
This mac jam, he apple pie
These nigga pussy, they can't come outside (Oooh)
Hop out with a 40 and shit (Uh-oh)
I'ma trap it out til I'm 40 and shit
These niggas snitching, they reporting and shit
I'll fuck your bitch on recording and shit (Oooh)

[Verse]
I got Japan shit, what?
That nigga not on shit, damn
I catch him out, be a waste lit
I'm bearing arms like a armpit
I'm on my Lonely, in these fucking Ricks
He tryna backdoor, he not fucking slick
Tryna backdoor, you gon' need another plan
Damn, got a cooling system on a fucking fan
What? He left his head, [?], wrapped like saran
I was fucked up in the crib eating Raisin Bran, aye
(I was fucked up in the crib eating Raisin Bran)

[Chorus]
Everything fully, I don't fuck with semi (Oooh, gang)
Me & Quez sliding in a Hemi (Uh-oh, Bitch)
I ain't Fetty Wap, I don't sip no Remy (Oooh)
When I see Sherm, I'ma take his fi'
Slap a bitch, 'cause she blew my high (Uh-oh)
This mac jam, he apple pie
These niggas pussy, they can't come outside (Oooh)
Hop out with a 40 and shit (Uh-oh)
I'ma trap it out til I'm 40 and shit
These niggas snitching, they reporting and shit
I'll fuck your bitch on recording and shit (Oooh)