Hyenas (Explicit)歌词-Bankroll Mafia&Young Thug&T.I.P.&Duke&Shad Da God&Lil Yachty

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Hyenas (Explicit) - Bankroll Mafia/Young Thug/T.I.P./Duke/Shad Da God/Lil Yachty

Produced by：J Feezy

Turn up with Lil Yachty

Thugger Thugger baby

Trouble Man aka TIP yeah

Bankroll Mafia YSL Lil Duke slat

RIP to Troup

Yeah

You better run we gon' come for you

My IV is red like thermometers

I **** on that ***** like a porn star

Hit me up when I'm on tour

I'ma unlock the card if you want it

We gon' **** on that day that you bought it

These lil' niggas not eatin' they boney

Her best friend got her goin' and goin'

I'm in a foreign car she in another car

I pull up to the job I walk in her job

And cum in her jaw like shotta

Se pasa en mi casa

Ain't lookin' over I'm leanin' over

Your ***** want it she fienin' homie

I got stripes like a zebra homie

I'm laughin' like a hyena homie

I don't know where you get your facts at nigga

But you come in half-assed I'ma max that nigga

Catch his a*s in my hood I'ma tax that nigga

If he run give you ten if you catch that nigga

You know you don't really want my crew to attack nigga

I'll fire ya a*s up you can ask that nigga

Nah I bet you'd rather at that nigga

Beefin' all on Instagram and Snapchat with him

Just yesterday I was a young crack dealer

When the trap was slow I put it

On the fast track nigga

Aimed for eight figures shot past that nigga

Set the world on fire where your match at nigga

AKOO and Hustle Gang did thirty somethin' million

Another seven off of television put that with it

Now can you match that nigga

And we ain't even talkin' 'bout my rap track nigga

I'm paid fresh out the bank

I make that lil' money look less than you think

Yeah you think you got more ain't as much as you think

When you see that I am everything that you ain't

Like a stand-up guy and a real nigga

Sucka a*s nigga don't deal with him

I had a bunch of solid niggas standin'

With me in the trap

Eighteen years later and I'm still with 'em

I'm in a foreign car she in another car

I pull up to the job I walk in her job

And cum in her jaw like shotta

Se pasa en mi casa

Ain't lookin' over I'm leanin' over

Your ***** want it she fienin' homie

I got stripes like a zebra homie

I'm laughin' like a hyena homie

I love all my niggas I ride for my homies

They keep it one hunnid can't lie to my homies

Eatin' no turkey now no b-bologna

Still gainin' weight and we 'bout to go tourin'

We really rich niggas we hop in the foreign

Nigga you play and get shot by the mornin'

Blat-blat-blat-blat-blat-blat-blat

Spray a whole hundred shots with no warnin'

Bales and them scales before rap I was rich

Still hit them blocks all up in the dead end

This a cold world I've lost so many friends

So many fakes I don't want no more friends

Stack all this money and count all the yams

Used to move weight and ain't talkin' 'bout no gym

Rubber band racks by the ten now

Used to be broke went from bucket to Benz

I'm in a foreign car she in another car

I pull up to the job I walk in her job

And cum in her jaw like shotta

Se pasa en mi casa

Ain't lookin' over I'm leanin' over

Your ***** want it she fienin' homie

I got stripes like a zebra homie

I'm laughin' like a hyena homie

Spent the weight on my chain my chain

Don't you dare speak on my name my name

I'm the same nigga ain't **** changed

Never gave a **** what a P***y nigga think

No we are not the same stay in your lane

These niggas leasin' their rings it ain't what you think

This niggas actin' like they're so hard

Make a P***y nigga park my car

All these P***y niggas try to sound like me

**** they won't get too far

Lil' Boat

God

Ooh mil' hundo

Yellow purp red drank though

Pull up on the set with a ***** so bad

Every nigga want her back though

My name known in the hood

Like a mothafuckin' stop on a back door

I don't even need no Bankroll

You could get wet for the zero

Aww yeah yeah yeah

Bankroll my Mafia

I put on that gold like Gaddafi yeah

I ride 'round I'm juugin' at 9 am God

God God God

Oh yeah yea yea

Bankroll my Mafia

Mafia

Got on 'em Mafia

Oh yeah yea yea

Bankroll my Mafia

I'm in a foreign car she in another car

I pull up to the job I walk in her job

And cum in her jaw like shotta

Se pasa en mi casa

Ain't lookin' over I'm leanin' over

Your ***** want it she fienin' homie

I got stripes like a zebra homie

I'm laughin' like a hyena homie