Young Nudy - Yellow Tape lyrics

Intro: Young Nudy] Yeah Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday 911, it’s a man down (20Rocket on this b*tch, so it’s gon’ knock) Yeah, whole lotta, whole lotta [Chorus: Young Nudy] Money get involved, ni**as gettin’ crossed out (Yeah) Thought that was your man down, ooh, that’s a big plot Got you ni**as’ life in my hand, time’ll get you shot You ain’t even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves (Damn) That’s why I just sip all this syrup and I just think ’bout murder God sayin’, “Please don’t do it to ’em,” devil sayin’, “Hurt ’em” Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle [Post-Chorus: Young Nudy] Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah, yeah Yellow tape, yellow tape (Yeah), 911, it’s a man down (Yeah) Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah (Yeah) Yellow tape, yellow tape, yeah, 911, it’s a man down (Yeah) [Verse 1: Young Nudy] Four-fifth or the tre-pound (Ooh) It don’t matter when it go down (Yeah) Get down or lay down It don’t matter, ni**a, we gon’ spray rounds (Yeah) 4L Gang the only gang that I protect now (Yeah) ni**as ain’t with what I’m with, ni**a don’t get no respect now (Nah) Pussy ni**a gettin’ a check now (Yeah) Send them young ni**as at your head now (Gang) Heard ni**as that I gotta run the block, hell yeah, a ni**a run it (Yeah) Hell yeah, ni**a, shoot up your block, hell yeah, ni**a, I done it (Yeah) I was in the fu*kin’ field before, just in case they didn’t know (Yeah) I was in the hood totin’ the pole Shoot a ni**a, make a pussy opp fold Undercover ’cause I know these ni**as pussy, ni**as actin’ just like these hoes now (Damn) Shootin’ at these opps, they don’t want no smoke, dawg (Naw, dawg) fu*kin’ all these hoes, that’s what I’m on, dawg (I’m on it, dawg) Ayy, neighbor call me and you know it’s low, dawg (It’s low, dawg) ‘Cause it’s smoked out, nothing but that loud (Yeah) [Chorus: Young Nudy] Money get involved, ni**as gettin’ crossed out (Yeah) Thought that was your man down, ooh, that’s a big plot Got you ni**as’ life in my hand, time’ll get you shot You ain’t even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves (Damn) That’s why I just sip all this syrup and I just think ’bout murder God sayin’, “Please don’t do it to ’em,” devil sayin’, “Hurt ’em” Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Only thing I think about is murder, murder (Ayy, ayy, ayy) To my opp mom, I ain’t mean to never hurt ya (Ayy) But your son was out here like he was really servin’ (Yeah) He paid for the hit at 12, got killed at 12:30 (Wow) If I pay for the lick, oh yeah, now it’s my watch (Oh yeah) And if I front the brick, now it’s my block (Oh yeah) I’m the G.O.A.T. with .223, I got that lamb chop It’s a hard top on that ‘Venti, but that Lam’ drop (Lam’ drop) Yeah, but that Lam’ drop We be whippin’ in the kitchen, smell like ham hocks (Eww) When I talk, I bet my fans stop (I bet they stop) I’m so rich, don’t need no handouts [Chorus: Young Nudy] Money get involved, ni**as gettin’ crossed out (Yeah) Thought that was your man down, ooh, that’s a big plot Got you ni**as’ life in my hand, time’ll get you shot You ain’t even gotta sell work, drank get on my nerves (Damn) That’s why I just sip all this syrup and I just think ’bout murder God sayin’, “Please don’t do it to ’em,” devil sayin’, “Hurt ’em” Murder, murder, kill on my mind, I just wanna murder Always keep the steel on my side, shells than a turtle