Yung Bans – Blah Blah Blah Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, ayy

[Chorus]
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
p*ssy 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

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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
p*ssy 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)

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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
p*ssy 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

[Outro]
Hahaha
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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