YCOE

Shit, I mean

Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, it's Y

YCOE, YCOE

Yeah, y'all know I be geeked up, man

It's a Draco with the wood sitting right beside me to my left

Let's do it, come on (huh)

I can't even name the shit I'm puttin' on, I just go get it

I can't even name this ho I'm fuckin' on, but I still hit it (I'm talkin' 'bout)

Huh, huh, huh (huh, damn, damn, damn)

Get in there, get in there (goddamn)

He done cuffed that scram ho (huh, huh)

Brother 'nem been in there (goddamn)

All that sneak-dissing inside your songs, ****, be direct

Luh Loaded, you's a ho and this is not no diss, I'm statin' facts

All that cliquing up y'all **** doing, Tim, you better get back

(Ay, Lil Rae, man, what the hell you doing?), rolling up Rell in a pack

Whew, blew through 20,000

We walk down, don't shoot at houses

What's up, Gway? I don't want no Beyoncé, can bring me Famous Sally (okay, okay)

Lil Rae don't play, ho, I'm not smiling

Opp ho pussy, yeah, I'm pounding (okay, okay)

Thumbing through this pape', don't talk to me, gon' fuck up what I'm counting (okay, okay)

Word around, they found him dead (whew), that boy was deceased

Tell the folks up my advance, my views been increasing

If you came, don't plan on leaving, huh, death row, bitch, you staying

I fuck with YC, I'm a Westside demon, huh, steal from me, cut off your hand

That boy is a rat, huh, I'm talking 'bout Young Menace

Wanna take that shit to Instagram

You putting them folks in our business (shh)

You can't leave no witness (shh), you can't leave no trace

(Man, I know you hear them sirens too, what the fuck you doing, man? Come on now)

Pick up the pace (huh)

He ain't make it back home, huh, because we smacked him

Hit the opp ho, sent her back home, huh, right after I clapped her

It's too many hos for Lil Rae, gotta fit 'em on my calendar

And I know my drink say pineapple

But I'm sipping on dirty Fanta, huh (goddamn, goddamn, goddamn)

You ain't used to like me back in school

Now you wanna fuck me, why? 'Cause I got these blues?

Label asked me would I do a song with buddy? I said, "Who?" (Who the fuck is this ****?)

Beatin' that pussy all night, don't break a sweat, but I said, "Whew" (whew)

I'm tired as hell, haha

Hey, listen

It's YCOE 'til the death of me, man

I would keep going on this bitch, man

But I feel sick as hell, it feel like I gotta throw up, shit (I'm off these Percs right now)

Huh, YCOE

I'm off these Percs

12-5-23 to be exact

Whew, I feel like Jordan in this bitch

I'm high as hell