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Youngboys Retirement

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Youngboys Retirement - Yung Playboik Lyrics


[Intro: TylianMTB]
(Put the music back on)

[Chorus]
Murda talk, got a murder walk on em
With my murda choppa, my gun got stalk on them
Luhh momma ass fat she gotta walk on her
Just call me dog catcher, the way im walking him

[Verse 1]
Luhh mommy got a fat ass, she turn that ass around (around)
One pinned i grab that ass im in that bae dont make a sound (a sound)
Niggas talking crazy until they screaming man down (down)
We called him luhh crazy he gone knock him off the ground
We got him floating off the ground, off the street that nigga drowned
Fortnite nigga, where my crown
Paint his face, his ass a clown
Ar got too many rounds
Smack that nigga all around
Until this choppa make him dizzy, until that nigga get start wheezy (fall)
Until that nigga lungs start wheezing, luhh top Yb hit the griddy
On my toes im right foot creeking, hunting niggas out the weekend, my self...
(Bro what the fuck)
Myself and i gone keep a secret
That throat donation where i meet her
[Chorus]
Murda talk, got a murder walk on em
With my murda choppa, my gun got stalk on them
Luhh momma ass fat she gotta walk on her
Just call me dog catcher, the way im walking him

[Verse 2]
They call me dog, take a bounty off a nigga head
Dont play with me or my luhh niggas, thats gone get you dead
That nigga fast on the mill, that nigga running tread
But thats alright, engine got turbo so that nigga dead
Fast off the meds, he already dead (he already dead)
Pull up fast off, off whip, off white, shoes and making bread (off whites)
At the light, buss right at night, where we steady stay at
Or we posted at the apartments like day day and craig
Talking all that shit, dont think out ya brain (shut up)
Thats my main niggas we just think the same (foreal)

[Outro]
Murda talk, got a murder walk on em
With my murda choppa, it got stalk on them
They laying on the ground, im body chalking them
Them niggas really fake thats why i dont talk to them...
Luhh momma got a fat ass, she turn that ass around
One pinned and that ass up like bae dont make a sound

Youngboys Retirement lyrics !!!