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No Yeast (Explicit)歌词-Curren$y&The Alchemist&Boldy James

No Yeast (Explicit)歌词由Curren$y&The Alchemist&Boldy James演唱,出自专辑《Continuance (Explicit)》,下面是《No Yeast (Explicit)》完整版歌词!

No Yeast (Explicit)歌词

No Yeast (Explicit)歌词完整版

It's the mafia

Blockworks

227

Creature gang

Let's get it

Acquired taste for the finer things, the finer cuisine

While others do it online for the streams

Posting comments and memes

Love the sound when that money counter cha-ching

It's Concrete, you know the drama we bring

Me and Con the Machine embody the Mafia theme

What else? Now my Damiere Lou' Vuitton and Supreme

Are you in Detroit, Motor City?

I run DMC, these niggas better get down with the kings

Six mile runs from Sconey Island to Queens

They got me back on my Quran, on my knee

A hundred pints of the clean

Poured up a three, remix the Sprite with *******

Love how the light hit off the ice when it gleam

Before the shines and the bling

Was '96 Dame, Shawn, and Kareem

Shot Johnny around the corner from my Auntie Willene

Ladder in my double nine-M, Glock with the beam

He had 'em thinking he was him, but **** is not what it seems

It's Concrete, who you know more streeter than me?

With no yeast, so street, a nigga everything he seeming to be

Read 'em and weep, we open shop and OT on a spree

It's Concreature Boldy Blocks, the king of the D

How she in love, still sleeping with me?

Two hundred fives, twenty fifties, ten hundreds, I was keeping it G

Now, who you know more streeter than me?

With no yeast, so street, a nigga everything he seeming to be

Uh, that Gucci North Face intersecting like a figure eight

Homies in competition, bro, I ain't know that this was a race

I thought that we was in it for the cake

That's that gold trimming on these plates, these ain't microwave safe

Baby, conventional oven, still cook up the old way

Pen and pad my logo and the barcode is on my weed bag

Packaging affect the prices

Plus they calling anything zaza, that bullshit hype

And I'm an OG, bro, I smoke that chronic

I pull up something iconic

Born finer, sipping wine in Napa Valley when I found it

Hellbent on driving and heaven sent me to buy it

I keep money piling up and feeding all of my desires

She drowning in the fountain of flyness, I am the real

He tried to hide that ***** in him, it came out, gender reveal

Great white verse the seal

Tim Hardaway air ain't like this, boy, I got them skills

That crossover could kill

Called out my lane and chilled

I make it to spend it like I was billing rims

I'm from New Orleans where we all love Soulja Slim

My nigga Boldy just flew in from the Detroit lion's den

Sharp as ninja stars in these flying cars, me and him

Pieces on the wall cost a leg or arm, lose a limb

If you ain't bought no Rolex for your dogs, you ain't a boss at all

We on a jet, finna take off

We watching Charles and Charles

Collaboration like that Bape with KAWS

I'm rolling up them RAWs

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