medusa

By yuke

On winter

Released on March 4, 2023

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[Verse 1: jaydes]

Hoodrich

Yeah, yeah

I would never jack a pussy nigga I ain't that, yeah

Dick down yo shawty, [?] tatted on my back (You have no heart!)

Yeah, groupie ass nigga, told his friends, he a rat (He a rat, yeah)

Beat a lil' nigga on the block, this and that, and

Ride for my niggas, put it on my back, bitch

I'm not tryna chat, bitch

I just want my cash, bitch

I'ma scam that boy off a pack; he got catfished

Bet, I'ma take these bands to the casket

I don't know you, why you askin' for a dap, bitch?

He ain't even stunt, nigga; I'ma beat yo' ass then

I'ma die and come back like, "Where your ass been?"

Fuckin' on a narc, city bitch from Manhattan (Icy)

Yeah, pimpin', Scottie Pippen, I ain't trippin' ho

Trench coat, I ain't trippin', should've listened, ho

Dumb bitch got mе tight, I'ma stick the ho

Hood—


[Verse 2: yuke]

Medusa, I'm stoned up, my niggas throwing fours up

Samе niggas that be in the trap cookin' dope up

Told that nigga he could get it back, he got his hopes up

Jay, yuke, on the block and we post up

Netbangin' ass nigga, get your door up

I don't sip, but my nigga pour the four up

For the snakes, yeah, this choppa finna mow 'em

Bitch, I'm-bitch, I'm like Osama, we gon' come and blow your door up

Pack too loud, got me fried like a modem

[Outro: jaydes & yuke]

2-2011

Hi, yuke!

—this and that, and

Ride for my niggas, put it on my back, bitch

I'm not tryna chat, bitch

I just want my cash, bitch

I'ma scam that boy off a pack; he got catfished

Bet, I'ma take these bands to the casket

I don't know you, why you askin' for a dap, bitch?

He ain't even stunt, nigga; I'ma beat yo' ass then

I'ma die and come back like, "Where your ass been?"

Fuckin' on a narc, city bitch from Manhattan (Aishi)

Yeah, pimpin', Scottie Pippen, I ain't trippin' ho

Trench coat, I ain't trippin', should've listened, ho

Dumb bitch got me tight, I'ma stick the ho

Medusa, I'm stoned up, my niggas throwing fours up

Same niggas that be in the trap cookin' dope up

Told that nigga he could get it back, he got his hopes up

Jay, yuke, on the block and we post up

Netbangin' ass nigga, get your door up

I don't sip but my nigga pour the four up

For the snakes, yeah, this choppa finna mow 'em

Bitch, I'm-bitch, I'm like Osama, we gon' come and blow your door up

Pack too loud, got me fried like a modem