Dot Dot Curve - YCB Notes lyrics

[Dot Dot Curve - YCB Notes lyrics]

Ayy, ayy, yeah ayy, ayy, yeah
Let go

See the world ain't ready for me
I live inside my thoughts
That money talkin' steady that bullshit walks
3, 2, 1 time for that blast off
Been broke for too long been time
To take that cast off
Like a castoff shoot the first linebacker
It's all green up in my bank
And I ain't them packers
Ya'll niggas nothing but a bunch off slackers
Monsters I can be your master
I'ma disaster, believe me
Shit can get critical money, moolah
All up in my head I'm going digital
And for them pussies who don't like
It here the listen to
Back side jacket, oh yeah, there ya go
Makes money fastin' bustin' roll one slow


One girl is in the bottle
I don't need a couple hoes see I'm fly
Just catch me where the wind blow
Is Young Chi baby, in case you didn't know
I'm dreaded up and tatted down
I don't wanna rock the 'fro
Young Chi, motherfucker from Chicago
I said my name a lot because I like it, bitch
I just killed the game, now hit this switch
Haha, I do shit, it's yeah, yeah, I do shit
I do shit
And ya'll just losing, ain't no confusion
This Young Chi, my shit is the shit, haha
I just do shit, I just do shit
I keepin' movin'
Yeah, ay, you know what, fuck this dude
Hahaha

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