YGG CONFEDERATE (Explicit)

YGG CONFEDERATE (Explicit) - TQ

Lyrics by：Taquan Sims

Composed by：Dumas Harshaw

Dumas

Aye

Dumas

Dumas

YGG ****

This that 1687 ****

Y double G Confederate

Trap n***a for real you

Can tell from my rhetoric

Selling ****

I bought my first quarter ounce on Edison

Pop out with them clips and

Watch a n***a scene get edited

I wake up flame my medicine

We posted in them bandos

Make that pack disappear like magic

Orlando

I'm killing ****

Walking down these beats

**** around get stand over

Just make sure you over stand me

I need millions for my family

I had gram's inside of my Granny's

Now I'm trying to put some Grammy's

On that stand right next to Stanley

I'm so hot might have to fan me

I'm on fire and I keep a Danny

Ain't no trace up on this blammy

They say godd**n he got them bands

He raw as **** this rap my plan B

I don't dress **** like you n***as

All y'all walk around like clones

All I hear is off-white this

Amiri that and VLone

This expensive taste

This Kaliimarii

I'm rocking **** that I own

I don't know why you came

If you wasn't trying to ****

It's late as hell we grown

I remember back then they ain't believe in me

Now I got 'em singing my songs

I told OG JJC dead then

I ran it up off my phone

I got a front

Bro told me what he want

I told 'em n***a it's on

Ain't trying to punt

I thrive on taking them risk

I run this **** fourth and long

Fraud a*s n***a who you fooling

Faker than 'yo Jesus piece

Air Kiy's got like seven them

******* like three a piece

Bro just hit me like we hungry

**** it let me feed the streets

They need to eat

I need to eat

I hit Dumas I need some beats

My ***** a*s fat already she don't need no BBL

Smooth n***a don't disrespect me

Shoot that stick like Sam Cassell

Lamar Jackson in the field

Run through sacks like NFL

I said I was gone relax but

I got packs up in the mail

I got that strap up in my jacket

So don't ask if it's concealed

Just made a play I'm sipping 'Qua

We going cray DJ Durel

I ain't gone lie when I get high

The only time that I take L's

Trying to Pristine my wrist pull

Up in **** I can't even spell

Born and raised up on Luana

On my momma I can't change

Out the gate I told y'all

A*s I need a billion

**** the fame

Still that same little bad mother ******

Smoking w**d before the game

This that gang

Leaving out this ***** exactly how I came

This that 1687 ****

Y double G Confederate

Trap n***a for real you

Can tell from my rhetoric

Selling ****

I bought my first quarter ounce on Edison

Pop out with them clips and

Watch a n***a scene get edited

This that 1687 ****

Y double G Confederate

Trap n***a for real you

Can tell from my rhetoric

Selling ****

I bought my first quarter ounce on Edison

Pop out with them clips and watch

A n***a scene get edited