YDK by Troy 409 Lyrics
Bitch imma savage
I be talking my shit because I can back it
Fuck I look like asking for my respect bitch I demand it
I stay down when everybody else folded cause I can manage
It’s always fuck the succa side till it’s time to slide and do some damage
Fly crip without designer no dapper dan
Fucked up for walking inside the 6 without a plan
They sellin poles for the low I got a XD in my hand
I’m moving slow I’m in my zone but I’ll blitz from where I stand
Hunnids on my mind
I’m on my grind
There ain’t shit funny about facing some time when its 2 years on line
Dеadass tweaking I was drinking for no reason with death on my mind
Hе said fuck the set it’s to the neck them hollows tips fucked up his spine
Put him in a box tossed the Glock I made it home just in time
I’m At the table laughing and chatting 187 on my mind
I need some nicci or a drink so I can go bask in this time of mine
Looking at my ceiling like fuck it man what a time to be alive
Bitch I’m flexin I’m feeling reckless and restless
Im pressin niggas that’s stressin like they got but I hit my dougie on em
Lyrically they can’t see me It’s easy I’m grimey
Behind scenes they faking mean I get no challenge from em
Fuck the time
It’s been mine
Big C 99s
On inclines
Strongest spine
Dubs all on my mind
Said it last year and now I’m here the 3C’s mine
I’m lucious Lyon
Bout to take you on trip to do you like shine
And I’m gone
Bitch I’m creepin
On the hood I’m in the deep end
Bout to take you to a place where you can’t swim in
Press the issue
Day 1k
I don’t fuck wit you
They totin straps because it’s stylish bitch we bust too
Bitch I’m creepin
On the hood I’m in the deep end
Bout to take you to a place where you can’t swim in
Press the issue
Day 1k
I don’t fuck wit you
They totin straps because it’s stylish bitch we bust too
I be talking my shit because I can back it
Fuck I look like asking for my respect bitch I demand it
I stay down when everybody else folded cause I can manage
It’s always fuck the succa side till it’s time to slide and do some damage
Fly crip without designer no dapper dan
Fucked up for walking inside the 6 without a plan
They sellin poles for the low I got a XD in my hand
I’m moving slow I’m in my zone but I’ll blitz from where I stand
Hunnids on my mind
I’m on my grind
There ain’t shit funny about facing some time when its 2 years on line
Dеadass tweaking I was drinking for no reason with death on my mind
Hе said fuck the set it’s to the neck them hollows tips fucked up his spine
Put him in a box tossed the Glock I made it home just in time
I’m At the table laughing and chatting 187 on my mind
I need some nicci or a drink so I can go bask in this time of mine
Looking at my ceiling like fuck it man what a time to be alive
Bitch I’m flexin I’m feeling reckless and restless
Im pressin niggas that’s stressin like they got but I hit my dougie on em
Lyrically they can’t see me It’s easy I’m grimey
Behind scenes they faking mean I get no challenge from em
Fuck the time
It’s been mine
Big C 99s
On inclines
Strongest spine
Dubs all on my mind
Said it last year and now I’m here the 3C’s mine
I’m lucious Lyon
Bout to take you on trip to do you like shine
And I’m gone
Bitch I’m creepin
On the hood I’m in the deep end
Bout to take you to a place where you can’t swim in
Press the issue
Day 1k
I don’t fuck wit you
They totin straps because it’s stylish bitch we bust too
Bitch I’m creepin
On the hood I’m in the deep end
Bout to take you to a place where you can’t swim in
Press the issue
Day 1k
I don’t fuck wit you
They totin straps because it’s stylish bitch we bust too