YKTFV - Nems

Oh, this year, yeah

My bad

Thought it was last year

And six years before that, dickhead

Haha!

Listen here, my goal’s set, my vision clear

I don’t hang around no more because we on a different tier

Well aware, your energy’s off, I smell the fear

When some real shit happens, the fake will disappear

And we don’t believe none of your rhymes

Because the only thing that ever told the truth to me was time

They talk shit, then salute me on the grind

Then I walk away, and they try to shoot me in the spine — I’m

Just cooling, but the guns be firin'

They call me The Mayor cause I runs the island

Bitches rock to any club that I’m in

She don’t like me, but she wanna fuck my diamonds

You a virgin?

C’mere, let me bust your hymen

I get fly every day, we don’t trust a stylist

Where I’m from, all we know is plugs and sirens

Thugs that’s grinding, eating good, fuck surviving

You want safe in your desktop

My young boo got two bodies, never felt a wet twat

All we know is headshots, red dots, dead blocks

You looking stupid like a white nigga with dreadlocks

They talk crazy on the Gram and then the Feds watch

I’ll run down on an agent, and take the Fed’s watch

Now they pushing for a case

I’ll wipe my ball sweat and then mush you in the face, pussy!

You know the fuckin' vibes!

Stupid!

You know the fuckin' vibes!

You know the fuckin' vibes!

Stupid!

You know the fuckin' vibes!