Young Chop - Yeen Bout Dat Life lyrics

[Intro] Smell the murder in the air, uh oh Them boys letting choppers go I swear to god I'm k**ing n***as Somebody plan a funeral [Hook] Yeen' about that life That murder murder sh**, but yeen' about that life You just all talk, you just all hype Claim you be with k**ers, heard it's all lies Yeen' about that life p**y n***a what you saying, yeen' about that life I tell them catch me when you can, yeen' about that life Yeen' about that life, yeen' about that life [Verse 1] I'm talking crack your melons, rebels on some felon sh** Talking dirty burners, f** the judge I'm thugging b**h Money, money, money, money, all I'm working with Tried to rob me, there goes shotty', that's what buddy get Bow, bow, Waka Flocka ab lib If my b**h get to the head, call her Advil, yeah Yeah, better know who you f**ing with, yeah Yeah, better know trips is for f**ing kids Holy moly dog, what that Rollie' cost That's bout eighty racks, could of put it down on a Maybach Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white Bad b**hes switching, that's like every night [Hook] [Verse 2] Ok now, word on my mama, n***a try me he gon' die tonight Handle you and maybe out of sight before them siren lights Murder only mind state, show up at your mom's place Yeen' about that life, bodies found on your landscape n***as want problems, get served like a warrant Looking for me b**h, I'm whipping a foreign Drop with that clip and I'm ready for war n***as is b**hes and most of them flaw Talking that sh** that they not really bout' Loving they hoes, they be digging their mouth Bringing them in, kicking them out Dicking them down, that's what I'm bout' Hate when n***as be talking talk, that's until the chopper bust That's until the suits are black, bless your soul in god we trust Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white n***as threaten mine, he might see the light [Hook] [Outro] Smell the murder in the air, uh oh Them boys letting choppers go I swear to god I'm k**ing n***as Somebody plan a funeral