CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Clique/Facts
(Intro: Yamine)
DhayesProductions
(YEAH HOE)
(Verse 1: Yamine)
I-I-I ride around with my homies
Yes we all deserve a trophy
I don’t eat bologna, I won’t take nothing from you phonies
My force not weak like Kenobi
Wassup with you Brodie?
I stand tall, on small hill, you scared n***as always stay still
(Chorus: Yamine)
I ride around with my clique
Ain’t no n***a dare talk sh*t
We beat a n***a ass, leave his body in a ditch
I don’t roll with no snitch
I bets not find out with you is
Once them papers out, you know what time it is
(Verse 1: Yamine)
All my n***as stay solid (solid), Levi was straight profit (yeah)
Let’s switch the topic (switch it), I’m a big boss with options (yessir)
Talk tough and we robbing (loot), Martin Luther King non violence (BLM?)
Yamine the goat, lets a have toast, to the best rapper from the projects
Make sure all my n***as got a full plate
If you ain’t part of gang, come gets these scrapes
You a gardner boy straight slave
It’s dinner time now go pick some grapes
f**kboy we ain’t gotta relate
College student filming everyday
Yes I push heavy weight, and I’m not talking cocaine
Big dawg, low rider
Back of the seat, your girls a rider
We run a train, on that boo thang
She looks f**ked up after we alzhemiers
She lost all of memory, due to good brain
Smart b*t*h went insane, I shot in her hole like Tory Lanez
Pregnant woman becomes my baby momma
It ain’t mine he belongs to the father
Her moms a virgin like Mary?
Girlhefunny sues heavy
My white girl head to the bed
Suck my d**k and called the feds
I got setup from my own friend
I called my clique to end the situation
They hurried up without hesitation
Yes united blood nation
Vice Lords for the taking
FACTS
(Verse 1: Yamine)
I wrote this album from the back of my head
Weeks of months straight preparations
Dropped collab tapes and lost best friends
Those the same n***as from the beginning
Back to back to back the facts straight b*t*h packs we smoking on
Tax the fags the cash we lost due to Covid surgeries goin on
Nasty ass b*t*h tash gotta trim her bush with a lawn mower
Stop the cap in your raps frat white boy with a great diploma
Rich n***as wanna seek help, while the poor n***as gaining wealth
Stock markets, Gamestop, Ps5 still out of stock
What a shock to the world…………
DhayesProductions
(YEAH HOE)
(Verse 1: Yamine)
I-I-I ride around with my homies
Yes we all deserve a trophy
I don’t eat bologna, I won’t take nothing from you phonies
My force not weak like Kenobi
Wassup with you Brodie?
I stand tall, on small hill, you scared n***as always stay still
(Chorus: Yamine)
I ride around with my clique
Ain’t no n***a dare talk sh*t
We beat a n***a ass, leave his body in a ditch
I don’t roll with no snitch
I bets not find out with you is
Once them papers out, you know what time it is
(Verse 1: Yamine)
All my n***as stay solid (solid), Levi was straight profit (yeah)
Let’s switch the topic (switch it), I’m a big boss with options (yessir)
Talk tough and we robbing (loot), Martin Luther King non violence (BLM?)
Yamine the goat, lets a have toast, to the best rapper from the projects
Make sure all my n***as got a full plate
If you ain’t part of gang, come gets these scrapes
You a gardner boy straight slave
It’s dinner time now go pick some grapes
f**kboy we ain’t gotta relate
College student filming everyday
Yes I push heavy weight, and I’m not talking cocaine
Big dawg, low rider
Back of the seat, your girls a rider
We run a train, on that boo thang
She looks f**ked up after we alzhemiers
She lost all of memory, due to good brain
Smart b*t*h went insane, I shot in her hole like Tory Lanez
Pregnant woman becomes my baby momma
It ain’t mine he belongs to the father
Her moms a virgin like Mary?
Girlhefunny sues heavy
My white girl head to the bed
Suck my d**k and called the feds
I got setup from my own friend
I called my clique to end the situation
They hurried up without hesitation
Yes united blood nation
Vice Lords for the taking
FACTS
(Verse 1: Yamine)
I wrote this album from the back of my head
Weeks of months straight preparations
Dropped collab tapes and lost best friends
Those the same n***as from the beginning
Back to back to back the facts straight b*t*h packs we smoking on
Tax the fags the cash we lost due to Covid surgeries goin on
Nasty ass b*t*h tash gotta trim her bush with a lawn mower
Stop the cap in your raps frat white boy with a great diploma
Rich n***as wanna seek help, while the poor n***as gaining wealth
Stock markets, Gamestop, Ps5 still out of stock
What a shock to the world…………
