Yung Cobane - No Worries (feat. Jay Stretch)

Wait for the pop out, me and my chicken gon' rock out
I'm ready by the end of the night, boy don't you talk now
Niggas like pulling the strap, it's a hit like rappers delight
She wanna settle down early, she told me it's fine

Well she gon' be sad tonight, I'm with the gang
We getting this money, we shoot to the sky
Ain't scared of no heights, yo diamonds ain't hittin' they hide from the light
My diamonds be punching back, Tina on Ike

I ain't got me no worries, but life can be scary
Gotta take you that risk, gotta hop on that flight
My niggas be chillin', they stuck with the villains
In case a nigga try to play with his life

Cant leave the trenches, for them gotta get it
We stepping on business, no opps in our site
We do this for fam, you do it for likes
I do it for Maelo and Corey for life

You play with they name, get put in the cyph
I ain't pop in a minute, no stops in a minute
Y'all niggas be goofy, y'all never real right
Y'all bad for the business, get left from the business

Don't trust it, but it can happen overnight
Only niggas I trust in my circle, aight
Pour up a four, I cop me a Sprite
Come get your bitch, she ain't spending the night

Not sipping the Henny, let bitches get drunk
I'm pouring the purple, I'm sipping, I'm stuck
Mix in the bottle, get a triple cup
Jeans fit nice, fresh out the truck

Flipping the block, Za in the tuck, got my own stu, this ain't luck
Juggin in the trenches, no umbrella through the storm
Bane finesse the beat, nothing new, that's the norm
Trilogy stay solid, we ain't never gon' switch

Don't fuck with Stretch Gang, Brody got a 40 clip
Trapping I'm juggin, I'm getting this dough
I play PS4, I'm smoking a Za
But I call her Jo, shorty wanna slide, but I gotta go

She said she gon' ride, but really she ain't
I don't pay her mind, these Bitches be stink
I'm wearing all purple, I'm fresh out of Saints Row
I'm trapping I'm juggin, I'm trying to get paid, for sure

Dropping the pack off, like its lays
You try to press contact, get delayed
Outside fuck a CDay, tryna link
Shorty would eat the dick up in a blink

She persuadeding me that I'm wrong, what I think
She mad I chase long racks, not a stink
Wait for the pop out, me and my chicken gon' rock
I'm littie by end of the night

Boy don't you talk now, niggas like pulling a strap
It's a hit, like rappers delight
She wanna settle down early, she told me it's fun
Well she gon' be sad tonight

I'm with the gang, we getting this money
We shoot to the sky, ain't scared of no heights
Yo diamonds ain't hittin' they hide from the light
My diamonds be punching back, Tina on Ike

I ain't got me no worries, but life can be scary
Gotta take you to the Risk, gotta hop on that flight

Written by:
Damani Means

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