[Tag]
Yugi boy

[Chorus: Yeat]
You can say that I've been in my bag
Don't know how to act, act
So I’m pouring act, act
Find out where he at, at (Skrrr)
You can say you special ah, ah
I have double bread, ah
Can’t get out of my, my, head
Just popped ten milligrams, yeah
First he sold his soul, demons, ho, yeah yeah yeah
He ain't have a full reason, why you doin’ like that?
Tryna tell you all the story but I’on guess you like that (You don´t like it)
And your favorite rapper cappin’, yeah this just like that

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
Yeah, ayy
It ain’t no mistake, it ain’t no mistake
Last year I was broke, now I’m eating steak
Young n***a getting money, now I’m gainin’ weight (Gainin’)
Fuck a n***a up, shawty got a milkshake
Got hеr throwin´that ass, huh
She like, "I’m throwin!", uh yeah
YB throwin´ cash, uh
Young n***a blowin´thе bag, uh
I blew a bag today, huh
I had a grab the Wraith, huh
I had to clean up the safe, huh
Walkin’ around with the K
Lil’ n***a try, make it spray, lil’ n***a try, make it spray
Fuck her, I nut on her brace, fuck her, I nut on her brace
Bustin’ a nut on her face, got the ho’ licking it off
She talkin’ to much, huh, yeah, lil bitch makin’ me soft
[Chorus: Yeat]
You can say that I've been in my bag
Don't know how to act, act
So I’m pouring act, act
Find out where he at, at
You can say you special ah, ah
I have double bread, ah
Can’t get out of my, my, head
Just popped ten milligrams, yeah
First he sold his soul, demons, ho, yeah yeah yeah
He ain't have a full reason, why you doin’ like that?
Tryna tell you all the story but I’on guess you like that
And your favorite rapper cappin’, yeah this just like that

[Verse 2: Yeat]
Bitin´ on my swag like a barracuda (Brr-rr)
Yeah, want these cheese, want these racks, on my fuckin’ gouda (Ho)
You so broke, yeah I’m boutta, buy you a fuckin’ tutor (Facts)
You say that you fly, but you bout´fly as a bird-scooter (Err)

[Bridge: Yeat]
Criss-cross all the swag and tie it up, up, in a knot
But the only thing they (?) all the bullshit on the block
No I cannot belive this is not butter, the way that I slid, yeah
And I’m going so godly, can’t believe it’s not Buddha (Yeah)
Yeah, when I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’ to lose
I was sippin’ on goo, got me going insane
Yeah, all of this music that been coming in, yeah soundin´ like ass to me, it sound the same
No, I do not give a fuck if I’m relevant, evil like resident, I will not change
Told em’ that I’m really boutta’ go elevate, yeah like the president, hop on the plane
[Chorus: Yeat]
You can say that I've been in my bag
Don't know how to act, act
So I’m pouring act, act
Find out where he at, at (Skrrr)
You can say you special ah, ah
I have double bread, ah
Can’t get out of my, my, head
Just popped ten milligrams, yeah
First he sold his soul, demons, ho, yeah yeah yeah
He ain't have a full reason, why you doin’ like that?
Tryna tell you all the story but I’on guess you like that (You don´t like it)
And your favorite rapper cappin’, yeah this just like that