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Yolo
4,442
Hip-Hop/Rap
Yolo was released on October 23, 2020 by No Partnership Ent. as a part of the album Yolo - Single
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Release DateOctober 23, 2020
LabelNo Partnership Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AK
AK
Performer
Dopesmoke
Dopesmoke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abdul Hakeem Yusuf
Abdul Hakeem Yusuf
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Kill confirmed)
Lord let me die if I hate on a ****
Straight crash I don't know about speaking, now I gotta walk with the governor leading
Only walkie talkies say that I match description
And this bad bitch ask what I do, I sell to the fiends and I run down rejects
Lord let me die if I hate on a **** (Let me die)
This caramel one come hold this spinner
I might take her out for dinner (Maybe)
I'm a 6ixty driller, ain't nuttin' realer
But why can't I find man similar? (Why?)
Big pup, them boy chinchilla
I buss then cut, now she's moving bitter
I just wanna fuck 'cause of figure (Juicy body)
Lord let me die if I hate on a **** (Let me die)
This caramel one come hold this spinner
I might take her out for dinner (Maybe)
I'm a 6ixty driller, ain't nuttin' realer
But why can't I find man similar? (Why?)
Big pup, them boy chinchilla (Ah, ah)
I buss then cut, now she's moving bitter
I just wanna fuck 'cause of figure (Juicy body)
Me and broski just clocked Smokey and he got smoked on a friday evening (Friday)
Straight crash, I don't know about speaking, now I gotta walk with the governor leading (No I don't, no I don't)
Them man go swimming so much, because of us, they must feel seasick (Diving, diving)
And this bad bitch ask what I do, I sell to the fiends and I run down rejects (Some battyboys)
Loose lips sink ships, packs get rid, plus I score points like Griezmann
Me I don't know bout snitching, I dislike pork like a fuckin' vegan (I'm a vegatarian)
Three man step no fuckin' threesome
You can get one in your head like he did (One, just like him), you can get one in your head like he did (One)
Chillin' in my cell with K1, laughing at opps how we left them leaking (Free him up)
Free broski, put him in a coma, like shit then, fuck, then I think he's sleeping (Wake him up, wake him up)
Ayy broski leave him (Ayy lowe it man), I don't think he's breathing (I don't think he is)
Them man don't score no points in the field, the only thing they doing's conceding
I was in the dock, smiling, laugh out loud heard his marje grieving
Bro don't have no manners I looked at the left and he's fuckin' creasing (Don't have none)
Regina want me gone for the M like Jackson, I had to beat it (I beat it)
Regina want me gone for the M like Jackson, I had to beat it (I buss that, I buss that)
Lord let me die if I hate on a **** (Let me die)
This caramel one come hold this spinner
I might take her out for dinner (Maybe)
I'm a 6ixty driller, ain't nuttin' realer
But why can't I find man similar? (Why?)
Big pup, them boy chinchilla
I buss then cut, now she's moving bitter
I just wanna fuck 'cause of figure (Juicy body)
Lord let me die if I hate on a **** (Let me die)
This caramel one come hold this spinner
I might take her out for dinner (Maybe)
I'm a 6ixty driller, ain't nuttin' realer
But why can't I find man similar? (Why?)
Big pup, them boy chinchilla (Ah, ah)
I buss then cut, now she's moving bitter
I just wanna fuck 'cause of figure (Juicy body)
I only run from the porky, only walkie talkies say that I match description
Surely if it was sporty I would have not slept in a cell in Brixton (Facts)
The opps all stories, fiction, hella porkies we're the ones doin' drillin's (Cap)
This smithen don't beat no women unless they fuck with the opposition (Bap, bap)
Caramel chocolate Cadbury, I fancy, Nancy or maybe Ashanti (gorgeous one)
Know bare back girls all trampy, they bruk on her back my bars too jammy (Ayy, slap that immy)
Before I had beef on the streets with patties, till they all deceased man I won't be happy (I won't)
Fuck chatty my bros get slappy, shout real Itch, man, he's way too scratchy
Choco loco snickers, all on the kid wanna take off their nickers (On the kid)
You ain't had two stupid bitches, fighting for dickens, and there supposed to be sisters (Six)
Everyone claims their drillers, but don't have P's to be rising spinners
Man's gotta watch who you call your ****, if you die to the ride and press them triggers (Grrr, bap)
Lord let me die if I hate on a **** (Let me die)
This caramel one come hold this spinner
I might take her out for dinner (Maybe)
I'm a 6ixty driller, ain't nuttin' realer
But why can't I find man similar? (Why?)
Big pup, them boy chinchilla
I buss then cut, now she's moving bitter
I just wanna fuck 'cause of figure (Juicy body)
Lord let me die if I hate on a **** (Let me die)
This caramel one come hold this spinner
I might take her out for dinner (Maybe)
I'm a 6ixty driller, ain't nuttin' realer
But why can't I find man similar? (Why?)
Big pup, them boy chinchilla (Ah, ah)
I buss then cut, now she's moving bitter
I just wanna fuck 'cause of figure (Juicy body)
Written by: Abdul Hakeem Yusuf
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