Young D - New Species lyrics

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Young D - New Species lyrics

[Verse 1 : Young D] Aye Young D, Young D Told that b**h don't make me dip (aye) Next time I pull up in a Viper whip Still trappin' out the metro Sold ten phones Ten trap phones just to make a flip Told ya this Aw yeah boy Hoes used to not f** with the boy Now they watchin' us cause they know I'm next Thirty on my watch and thirty on my wrist (?) head to toe Thought I told you this Cartier be all on my lens You ain't gang if you ain't help me cop that Benz Straight up out the slums where you don't make it from I do this sh** on my own [Chorus : Lil Yachty] Me and my n***as a different species You can't tell us nothing we the feces (Aye we the sh**) Standing eight feet tall like a tiki (We big body) [Verse 2 : Lil Yachty] Them n***as bang red to (?) (Them n***as bloods) They don't give a f** They'll bust it on Sesame Street (Them n***as shooters) We the type to have sweet dreams on Elm Street (Don't give a f**) You the type to fake (?) I stay creep (You n***as p**y) To all you n***as I'm the devil (I know you scared) n***as don't come close to my level (You n***as low bodied) These n***as ain't my n***as they wonder boys (These n***as p**y n***as) Give me five more months and we'll be bezel boys (I keep that Rolex watch) I'm putting on for my city (That's my hometown) Six Flags drive, you salute me when you see me (I know you f** with boat) b**hes s** dick cause I'm pretty (I know you s**ed me up) I got way too much money [Chorus : Lil Yachty] Me and my n***as a different species You can't tell us nothing we the feces (Nah we the sh**) Standing eight feet tall like a tiki [Verse 3 : Burberry Perry] I remember being back at home I remember n***as sh** on me now n***as can't leave me 'lone Can't sh** on me no more n***a yeah leave my Porsche alone Yo' b**h she blew me like a saxophone Where she goin' I heard she was hoin' I'm out on yo' block I check her house and she was hoin' Yeah she was rowin' Yeah I was scorin' (?) If you hear this girl I'm sorry that I snitched And I'm sorry Nick but I had to f** yo' b**h You a b**h n***a, f** you and yo' clique See y'all n***as when I pull off inna foreign whip [Verse 4 : BIGBRUTHACHUBBA] I just hit yo' b**h from the back Then I run off with the sack You just might get hit with the mac If you want the pack come to the trap I just put the six on the map I can't even lie I can't cap I don't f** with you don't want no dap Then I f**ed a little b**h then take a nap

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