York$ta - Fistful (feat. Dominic Gambino)

Bitch I pop xans by the fistful
Turn Lil Yorkie to a pitbull
Bitch I pop xans by the fistful
Turn Lil Yorkie to a pitbull
Hol up hol up hol up hol up

I cannot I cannot relax
Roll me sum dope
Pop a Xanax
I said would quit
Then I relapse
I said I would quit
Had re track
Get off the scene
Had to fall back
Cuz Niggaz get shot
Over quarter sacks
The murder the violence
We into that
Throw a bomb
Like a quarterback
Pop a bar
Then forget that
Wake up like
You sure I did that
My Nigga Bino like hell yea
Last you was on that
Told nigga Young Skrill Back
Soda soda soda soda soda
I know Niggaz wasn't feelin that
In all white selling 50 slabs
30 out the 40
You cannot afford me
What I mean is you cannot afford
Me to let the 30 fly out this 40
Nigga You betta avoid me
If you ain't gang gang
Bitch you can't hang
Betta lane change
Medusa on me
Watch the chain swang
Neck tatt got the same thang
Oh you nigga super drippy
Wit many men no I am not 50
Call me a bitch to and scoop me
Drive by's in a stolen hoop dee
Gang signs out the same hoop dee
I jus popped a xan
Got me stupid loopy
I might fall asleep
When I'm in the coochie
She said my dick was good
Til I started snoozin
When I woke up
I jus kept it moving
How I keep it moving
You would think I'm moving
Ima post up wit a group of lunnies
Just to pop shit like a group of uzis
Fistful jus to keep me cooling
Fistful then I started drooling
Neva lacking bitch I sleep wit tooly
Shot a nigga in my sleep 4 snoopin

Bitch I pop xans by the fistful
Turn Lil Yorkie to a pitbull
Bitch I pop xans by the fistful
Turn Lil Yorkie to a pitbull
Hol up hol up hol up hol up

I cannot cannot relax
Roll me sum dope pop a Xanax
I said I would quit had then I relapse
I said I would quit Nigga Fuck that
I can't sleep I be paranoid
Twerking xans off my android
5 for 20 hit the blue phone
After 10 Nigga leave me lone
I swear to god I be in the zone
Fell asleep clutching on my chrome
Xannie Xannie str8 to the dome
I be missing plays think I need a Clone
Cuz get high like a fucking drone
Don't play wit me
Cuz I'm fucking grown
I can get u gone all on my own
Hit the scene in a unknown
Drive by's wasn't into that
Walk down where u really at
Send slugs to yo fitted hat
Turn that bitch to a ski mask
Then fuck ya Bitch inna ski mask
Lil freaky bitch I kno she love dat
In da bando where the drugs at
Dropping xans where my cup at

Written by:
Brenton York

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