[Intro]

Take one baby

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]

One two three four five six

All these niggas ain’t real and it make me sick

Tryna flex on me man we gon take that shit

My squad is so ruthless we don’t take no shit

I throw up my gang signs like I’m John Wall

If a nigga try to take some gotta stand up tall

Living life, middle fingers up and know we gonna ball

Don’t do not’ stupid, might just cost your life, mystery unsolved

[Verse 1: YRN Lingo]

Gotta go come at they all with it, finna go pick up my dawg

Young nigga on it know two pistol clip louder than lugs

Got you niggas into submission oh and it hurt, it hurt

One call that’s all calling my nigga Merc, John Wick

John Wick on the way and you know he finna murd’

Got yo bitch over here digging my pimpin and you know she finna squirt

When a nigga flapping he’s gone you know we gon leave him right up in the dirt

Looking at my phone and hanging it up, bitch don’t make me go berserk

I really think you niggas getting it, bout time

I’m really really not feeling it, that’s a sign

I asked around and you lying

They never see you on a nough

You know where I be, I’m on a nough kicking shit with my folks

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]

One two three four five six

All these niggas ain’t real and it make me sick

Tryna flex on me man we gon take that shit

My squad is so ruthless we don’t take no shit

I throw up my gang signs like I’m John Wall

If a nigga try to take some gotta stand up tall

Living life, middle fingers up and know we gonna ball

Don’t do not’ stupid, might just cost your life, mystery unsolved

[Verse 2: YRN Murk]

Yeah, yeah lose your life mystery unsolved

Got some killers in the prison hall

Down, when a nigga walks into town

Short on running we ain’t going for none a that

Run up on em gun em down with the mini mac

Never catch me slipping keep it one hunnid ya’ll

Epic rolls go the bezel was honeycomb

Got the location pussy was not at home

Look at my chain you’ll see a rainbow

Got no role my people call me tango

Coulda just shoot on me like the Django

I might retire give up OG mayo

Fruity colored diamonds looking like playdoh

You cannot walk in here unless I say so

Choppa gon leave a bitch with a makeover

War in the label this is a takeover

War in your eyes nigga look around

Too much money why you sitting around

It’s getting serious I ain’t playing around

Look at my chain and that’s a man down

I can see it I don’t want you around

Squeezing the trigger with the window down

Hop out the car make sure the job is done

Thought I told you nigga we not the one

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]

One two three four five six

All these niggas ain’t real and it make me sick

Tryna flex on me man we gon take that shit

My squad is so ruthless we don’t take no shit

I throw up my gang signs like I’m John Wall

If a nigga try to take some gotta stand up tall

Living life, middle fingers up and know we gonna ball

Don’t do not’ stupid, might just cost your life, mystery unsolved