Sinz by YNG Millz Lyrics
Father forgive me for all of my sins
I know these people don’t want me to win
Now I got forgiatos on the rims
I might go fuck around and cop a Benz
...
Flyin these foreign baddies out from France
Shakin they ass for a couple of bands
Gettin so high and I hope I don’t land
Fuck all these pussies
Who chat on the gram
...
When I die bury me inside a Louis store
I ain’t like no body yea I did it on my fuckin own
Harder days when people always hitting up my trap phone
Back then I was thinking greater when you at home
..
But I don’t need nobody
Who been holdin me down
Most of thesе bitches been lookin like clowns
Poppin a perky thе worlds turnin round
Ill be the one
Turn a smile to a frown
...
Now I’m whipping on the high way
Go 125
I got a vibe you can see in my eyes
Pushin the limits so I feel alive
Now I’m sippin on wine
That comes straight from the vine
...
But I Didn’t know being so fly was a crime
Demons been taking up time in my mind
Bitter sweet love but you lookin so fine
Hit it one time then I had to rewind
Oh lord—-
But father forgive me for all
Of my sins
I pray to the lord that I hope imma win
Oh lord—-
Workin so hard like I came out the gym
Feelin like Shaq imma go break the rim
...
Double g on me
I’m sippin Bacardi
Poppin a molly
She movin her body
My life like a movie
Rockin em souvies
She said that she knew me
But she just a Groupie
Feelin so bougie
I’m coppin these Ruby’s
...
Louis v print on the vest
I be the one put the ice on my neck
Head to the jewelr and cop some baguettes
Fuck what you saying I know that I’m next
Put down the Roley and picked up a pen
Stop all this bullshit
You playin pretend
Get out my face
I don’t talk to no feds
Down Worry bout me
Imma get to that bread
Domt fuck wit no fakes
Cause I know what’s ahead
...
When I die bury me inside a Louis store
I ain’t like no body yea I did it on my fuckin own
Harder days when people always hitting up my trap phone
Back then I was thinking greater when you at home
..
But I don’t need nobody
Who been holdin me down
Most of these bitches been lookin like clowns
Poppin a perky the worlds turnin round
Ill be the one
Turn a smile to a frown
...
Now I’m whipping on the high way
Go 125
I got a vibe you can see in my eyes
Pushin the limits so I feel alive
Now I’m sippin on wine
That comes straight from the vine
...
But I Didn’t know being so fly was a crime
Demons been taking up time in my mind
Bitter sweet love but you lookin so fine
Hit it one time then I had to rewind
Oh lord—-
But father forgive me for all
Of my sins
I pray to the lord that I hope imma win
Oh lord—-
Workin so hard like I came out the gym
Feelin like Shaq imma go break the rim
I know these people don’t want me to win
Now I got forgiatos on the rims
I might go fuck around and cop a Benz
...
Flyin these foreign baddies out from France
Shakin they ass for a couple of bands
Gettin so high and I hope I don’t land
Fuck all these pussies
Who chat on the gram
...
When I die bury me inside a Louis store
I ain’t like no body yea I did it on my fuckin own
Harder days when people always hitting up my trap phone
Back then I was thinking greater when you at home
..
But I don’t need nobody
Who been holdin me down
Most of thesе bitches been lookin like clowns
Poppin a perky thе worlds turnin round
Ill be the one
Turn a smile to a frown
...
Now I’m whipping on the high way
Go 125
I got a vibe you can see in my eyes
Pushin the limits so I feel alive
Now I’m sippin on wine
That comes straight from the vine
...
But I Didn’t know being so fly was a crime
Demons been taking up time in my mind
Bitter sweet love but you lookin so fine
Hit it one time then I had to rewind
Oh lord—-
But father forgive me for all
Of my sins
I pray to the lord that I hope imma win
Oh lord—-
Workin so hard like I came out the gym
Feelin like Shaq imma go break the rim
...
Double g on me
I’m sippin Bacardi
Poppin a molly
She movin her body
My life like a movie
Rockin em souvies
She said that she knew me
But she just a Groupie
Feelin so bougie
I’m coppin these Ruby’s
...
Louis v print on the vest
I be the one put the ice on my neck
Head to the jewelr and cop some baguettes
Fuck what you saying I know that I’m next
Put down the Roley and picked up a pen
Stop all this bullshit
You playin pretend
Get out my face
I don’t talk to no feds
Down Worry bout me
Imma get to that bread
Domt fuck wit no fakes
Cause I know what’s ahead
...
When I die bury me inside a Louis store
I ain’t like no body yea I did it on my fuckin own
Harder days when people always hitting up my trap phone
Back then I was thinking greater when you at home
..
But I don’t need nobody
Who been holdin me down
Most of these bitches been lookin like clowns
Poppin a perky the worlds turnin round
Ill be the one
Turn a smile to a frown
...
Now I’m whipping on the high way
Go 125
I got a vibe you can see in my eyes
Pushin the limits so I feel alive
Now I’m sippin on wine
That comes straight from the vine
...
But I Didn’t know being so fly was a crime
Demons been taking up time in my mind
Bitter sweet love but you lookin so fine
Hit it one time then I had to rewind
Oh lord—-
But father forgive me for all
Of my sins
I pray to the lord that I hope imma win
Oh lord—-
Workin so hard like I came out the gym
Feelin like Shaq imma go break the rim