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Yung Bans - "No Accident" OFFICIAL VERSION
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Dari

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bans
Yung Bans
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YungIcey
YungIcey
Producer

Lirik

Yeah Ayy, yeah Know what I'm sayin, this shit crazy Tables turned, know what I'm sayin' Was just down badly and shit Now I'm up now, know what I'm sayin' I don't want no features from you lame ass rappers These niggas they mumble, I rap better than them This shit my own Yeah I don't shoot on accident Pull up with that MAC and shit I rock Gucci, Raf, and shit My bitch bool, she baddest bitch Stack my paper up like bricks I stayed down for all this shit I can't go out like no bitch I ain't goin' out like Mitch All my niggas ride for me Try your luck with robbin' me Keep a Glock, a .223 Bitch you had a whole thing I ain't serve no bricks or bales But nigga, that's what my name mean Boy, your name don't hold no weight Ain't see your ass up in the streets If a nigga don't know my name he probably on the same thing No face, no case, I don't know you, don't speak Most these niggas crash dummies, they just wanna be seen Send lil' buddy on a mission, I'ma make him slide for free I be stackin' up this paper, make 'em play Monopoly I ain't worried 'bout these bitches, but these bitches jockin' me Girl, it's been a long day, get on top of me She gon' fuck and she gon' suck, I bust a nut, it's time to leave I ain't nothin' like these niggas, honestly, I'm too street Still stickin' to the code, I guess it's just me I rock Ksubi, Raf Simons, might designer OD I was juggin' out the trenches, made a hundred on our street I don't shoot on accident Pull up with that MAC and shit I rock Gucci, Raf, and shit My bitch bool, she baddest bitch Stack my paper up like bricks I stayed down for all this shit I can't go out like no bitch I ain't goin' out like Mitch All my niggas ride for me Try your luck with robbin' me Keep a Glock, a .223 Bitch you had a whole thing I ain't serve no bricks or bales But nigga, that's what my name mean Boy, your name don't hold no weight Ain't see your ass up in the streets In the streets, nigga Up in the streets, nigga This shit an ocean, man, this shit can get deep, nigga My homies solid, I can't hang around no weak niggas Shit get ugly, niggas turn into police niggas (For real) I'm a beast nigga, I'ma eat niggas (Yeah) To be a boss, you gotta get it by any means, nigga I hit the block soon as I turned 15, nigga I done did some shit that you probably won't believe, nigga Y'all niggas be on cappin' shit Y'all niggas be on rappin' shit I can't even fuck with it I stay back from all this shit I stay back from all these bitches Money so long, money so long, so long Yeah, I don't shoot on accident Yeah, I can't go out like no bitch I stay down for all the riches Nigga, I don't want no features Bans Ain't no love, nigga
Writer(s): Vas Coleman, Isaiah Devoe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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