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Young Nudy - Yellow Tape (Lyrics) Ft. Lil Uzi Vert
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Young Nudy
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantavious T. Thomas
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
Delvin Northcut
Delvin Northcut
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
20rocket
20rocket
Producer

Letra

Yeah Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday 911, it's a man down (20Rocket on this bitch, so it's gon' knock) Yeah, whole lotta, whole lotta Money get involved, niggas gettin' crossed out (yeah) Thought that was your man down, ooh, that's a big plot Got you niggas' life in my hand, time'll get you shot You ain't even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves (damn) That's why I just sip all this syrup and I just think 'bout murder God sayin', "Please don't do it to 'em," devil sayin', "Hurt 'em" Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah, yeah Yellow tape, yellow tape (yeah), 911, it's a man down (yeah) Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah (yeah) Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah, 911, it's a man down (yeah) Four-fifth or the tre-pound (ooh) It don't matter when it go down (yeah) Get down or lay down It don't matter, nigga, we gon' spray rounds (yeah) 4L Gang the only gang that I protect now (yeah) Niggas ain't with what I'm with, nigga don't get no respect now (nah) Pussy nigga gettin' a check now (yeah) Send them young niggas at your head now (gang) Heard niggas that I gotta run the block, hell yeah, a nigga run it (yeah) Hell yeah, nigga, shoot up your block, hell yeah, nigga, I done it (yeah) I was in the fuckin' field before, just in case they didn't know (yeah) I was in the hood totin' the pole Shoot a nigga, make a pussy opp fold Undercover 'cause I know these niggas pussy Niggas actin' just like these hoes now (damn) Shootin' at these opps, they don't want no smoke, dawg (naw, dawg) Fuckin' all these hoes, that's what I'm on, dawg (I'm on it, dawg) Ayy, neighbor call me and you know it's low, dawg (it's low, dawg) 'Cause it's smoked out, nothing but that loud (yeah) Money get involved, niggas gettin' crossed out (yeah) Thought that was your man down, ooh, that's a big plot Got you niggas' life in my hand, time'll get you shot You ain't even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves (damn) That's why I just sip all this syrup and I just think 'bout murder God sayin', "Please don't do it to 'em," devil sayin', "Hurt 'em" Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle Only thing I think about is murder, murder (ayy, ayy, ayy) To my opp mom, I ain't mean to never hurt ya (ayy) But your son was out here like he was really servin' (yeah) He paid for the hit at 12, got killed at 12:30 (wow) If I pay for the lick, oh yeah, now it's my watch (oh yeah) And if I front the brick, now it's my block (oh yeah) I'm the G.O.A.T. with .223, I got that lamb chop It's a hard top on that 'Venti, but that Lam' drop (Lam' drop) Yeah, but that Lam' drop We be whippin' in the kitchen, smell like ham hocks (eww) When I talk, I bet my fans stop (I bet they stop) I'm so rich, don't need no handouts Money get involved, niggas gettin' crossed out (yeah) Thought that was your man down, ooh, that's a big plot Got you niggas' life in my hand, time'll get you shot You ain't even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves (damn) That's why I just sip all this syrup and I just think 'bout murder God sayin', "Please don't do it to 'em," devil sayin', "Hurt 'em" Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle
Writer(s): Quantavious Tavario Thomas, Symere Bysil Woods, Delvin Northcut Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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