YNW Melly, YNW BSlime and Ynw4L - Ville

(Give me eternal peace)

Huh, ridin' through the Ville, my heart frozen
Huh, I stay on my heels, know they strollin'
Huh, diamonds on my wrist, I keep a smile
All my brothers silent, no, they never foldin'
Listen, I had to stop all the spinnin'
My woadie gon' slide, slide, slide, you know that he ridin' with me
I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin'
I walk around with them shooters, a young nigga standin' on business

Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah
I've been outside with my dog, I'm tryna get a mil'
Young nigga slimy, one of a kind, you know that he shootin' to kill
Always on time with all of my slimes, you know that I'm ridin' with steel
We made us a mill' before all of the deals, get by eatin' General Mills
I get her what she want, she lovin' to flaunt, like what you want? Cash App or Zell?
I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin'
Free Mell' out that cell, we all doin' well, you know that we all gon' prevail
Put a hundred racks, put a hundred stacks inside my ear
Walk around with stacks in his ear (?)
Pardon me to my slime, I mean a lie, I'm so scared
I was up in the sky, I was so tweaked up, I was rollin', yeah

Huh, ridin' through the Ville, my heart frozen
Huh, I stay on my heels, know they strollin'
Huh, diamonds on my wrist, I keep a smile
All my brothers silent, no, they never foldin'
Listen, I had to stop all the spinnin'
My woadie gon' slide, slide, slide, you know that he ridin' with me
I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin'
I walk around with them shooters, a young nigga standin' on business

Huh, nigga, I stay with fye, I stay with fye
If a nigga want smoke, he know we slidin', you know he dyin'
Ride around town with a hundred-some rounds, I'm with my fye
Nigga say he real, but we know he really care
Huh, and I can never care
Huh, woadie keep that 40-Glock, it's stuck up in his lap
Huh, I told mama, "Cool off, we are good, yes, that's no bap"
Huh, I told mama, "Cool off, we are good and that's no cap," oh, whoa

Huh, ridin' through the Ville, my heart frozen
Huh, I stay on my heels, know they strollin'
Huh, diamonds on my wrist, I keep a smile
All my brothers silent, no, they never foldin'
Listen, I had to stop all the spinnin'
My woadie gon' slide, slide, slide, you know that he ridin' with me
I walk around with a hundred-some shooters, a young nigga feel like just sinnin'
I walk around with them shooters, a young nigga standin' on business

Written by:
Brandon King

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find