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Yung Bans - Blah Blah Blah [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bans
Yung Bans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vas Coleman
Vas Coleman
Songwriter
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer

Lyrics

Ooh, ayy Niggas be talkin' that bullshit, talkin' that blah-blah-blah, huh, yeah These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock', huh Yeah, young nigga been runnin' them laps, young nigga been on the clock, uh Pussy nigga tryin' me, he must wanna meet God And these niggas been goin' out bad (Yeah) These niggas been goin' out sad (Yeah) Take a nigga out so fast I was just on my last, ayy Get it out the street, yeah None of this shit ain't free, yeah Stripes like a zebra They know I won't freeze up Huh, and that's it, huh, ayy, yeah Brand new chopper got kick Lil' nigga, you try me, swear you get killed, huh Ayy, yeah, that's it, huh, yeah, ayy Nigga cross the gang, on my mama, he get dipped, hmm Yeah, and that's that (And that's that), ayy Drive the 'Rari all black, draw down, you ain't gettin' shit back We some snakes, nigga, you a rat Strapped up, nigga, I can't lack Knock her down, make her lick my sack Birkin bag, she hold my strap Ayy, niggas be talkin' that bullshit, talkin' that blah-blah-blah, huh, yeah These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock', huh Yeah, young nigga been runnin' them laps, young nigga been on the clock, uh Pussy nigga tryin' me, he must wanna meet God And these niggas been goin' out bad (Yeah) These niggas been goin' out sad (Yeah) Take a nigga out so fast I was just on my last, ayy Get it out the street, yeah None of this shit ain't free, yeah Stripes like a zebra They know I won't freeze up (Ayy, let's go) Stripes on me like Adidas, I'm sipping codeine, pour an eight in a liter They gave that shit life, got a young nigga grieving These diamonds from Elliot wet and they freezing Told my lawyer I ain't going, might as well give me the chair, yeah, yeah Moncler, hmm, bitch, we out of here, yeah (Ayy) Niggas be talking that bullshit, might as well save your breath (Blah-blah-blah) Send them young niggas where you stay, leave that shit a mess, ayy Cross the gang, get you whacked, hmm Go to war, Armageddon Send them real killers, gon' slide on you Might knock you off in a jet Ayy, niggas be talkin' that bullshit, talkin' that blah-blah-blah, huh, yeah These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock', huh Yeah, young nigga been runnin' them laps, young nigga been on the clock, uh Pussy nigga tryin' me, he must wanna meet God And these niggas been goin' out bad (Yeah) These niggas been goin' out sad (Yeah) Take a nigga out so fast I was just on my last, ayy Get it out the street, yeah None of this shit ain't free, yeah Stripes like a zebra They know I won't freeze up Hahaha, ayy Punch in on the clock, young nigga gotta get this shit locked Young nigga, know how I rock Push up, we gon' drop him off Sippin' syrup, I ain't got no cough
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