Yung Vil and DonLoui - 17

Man it's don on the track
Hummmmmm
Hummmmmmmmm
Yea
I gotta hella dreams
I gotta hella feens
I got bitches from the west side that they do hella skims
Broke bitches do it for 5 uh
Now they do for 10
But how you gonna tell on my mans yo
We got all the ends
Please go ahead and tell a friend
We gotta hella bands
My nigga we the taliban
Yea that's what they saying
But how they killed my nigga John
Now I feel alone
I wish he went and got that gun
Now they started sum uh
I was only 17 catching them bodies
And I hope you niggas never come and find me
Had it be them other niggas they would line me
Niggas capping out their captions that's their hobby oh
Bad bitch she gonna throw it up uh
Yea she like to fuck
My nigga we gonna pour it up uh
In my double cup
Bad bitch keep her tummy tuck uh
Now she booted up uh
Now she just a slut uh
Yea she love to fuck
Pretty bitch look like her mama now I gotta fuck em both
Ion really need the sex she could come and give me throat
Had the bitch sit outside she ain't ready for the goat
She put on a facade now she riding on the boat
And I hope you bitches never tried to cross me
I got niggas chapping bodies like they tommy
And the girl l only love oh yea that's jossy
I could put that over my fucking dead body yo
Please don't have us outside
We could really slide
My nigga manno we got ties yo
Do it for the guys
Can we really get that time?
Can we really get that time?
Yo please go ahead and tell a friend
We gotta hella bands
My nigga we the taliban
Yea that's what they saying
But how they killed my nigga John
Now I feel alone
I wish he went and got that gun
Now they started sum uh
I was only 17 catching them bodies
And I hope you niggas never come and find me
Had it be them other niggas they would line me
Niggas capping out their captions that's their hobby oh

Written by:
Lens Louis

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