Yung Mal – #’s (feat. Stunna 4 Vegas) [Remix] Lyrics
#’s (feat. Stunna 4 Vegas) [Remix] By Yung Mal Noisy on the beat First things first If a n—- ever cross the line, I’ll put his a– in the dirt Second of all I’m puttin’ in work I run this s— up, we ain’t never gon’ hurt Keep that s— real, that’s third No nine-to-five, my n—–, they slang on the curb They get the check by the fourth Gotta front auntie that dope, she gon’ get on your nerves I stay with that four-fifth, go to the club, go straight to the VIP I done got rich, I’m still in the 6 Huh, young n—- stayed down, came up from a seven They talkin’ plates, we already ate Everybody got a sack, n—-, we straight N—– gon’ hate, huh, okay I bet this nine make his a– lose weight Judge gave my brother ten He hit a move for eleven bricks Don’t f— with 12, I’m never gon’ snitch The trap behind me, that’s thirteen sticks Fourteen, trappin’ the bomb full of nicks, yeah Stood on that Candler Road, 1’5 s—, hah New condo on 16th Street, got seventeen hoes gettin’ geeked Eigh