Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - d**h Of YOLO lyrics

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Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - d**h Of YOLO lyrics

[Hook:] This the song I wrote if I died I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the p**y like he ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, cause you only live once Cause you only live once [x3] Once, once [Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] White girl wasted, my wife girl hate it 'Cause when I'm faded I just wanna See her naked Adjust adjacent, like baby let me see your matrix Kama Sutra, back to basics Since I was on the go, back to the block 105 on, started bumpin' Hard Knock I looked at my n***a Fly, as my heart dropped Sedan in front swervin' as the car stopped In that split second, my foot steppin' breakin' I thought to myself, I always knew that I would make it All it took was patience, and now I'm on the stations Luckily I made it right before my life was taken It was too good to be mistaken for happiness and riches People callin' my phone, like they happy that we did it Little did they know I was 'bout to meet my maker Till an angel came down and told me that my time was later [Hook] [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] Riiiiiight, f** it Pa** the deuce, 'member creepin' through the 'jects Had to, stash the deuce in my 40 'Low boots International, my bread is well earned L's burn, smash hoes in Melboure Light skinned jawn, look like Chanel Imon One night, got her hooked, like I'm h**n Vintage Vans and puffin' on chron Posted, lookin' like a slimmer Daron Give me some to a 112 song Smoke a n***a like a Newport Long Pa** off to my man, be a baton 'Cause it ain't no if fun if the homies don't get none Right, it's like ballin' on a bitty Bunch of bad b**hes from different cities Illest n***as in New Yiddy Kush God, Joey Bada$$, relax and stack the skrilly [Hook] [Verse 3: Joey Bada$$] Late night cruisin', fusing the green with the cuban So swift we moving through clouds intruding Celestial Nubians, known them since I was a Brand Nubian and they influenced him And now it's new beginnin's, catch me sinnin' in Sin City Sittin' and spinnin' and spittin' in ya city Swimmin' in ya bitty, f**in' the kitty and breasts Got protection in the vest, but still penetrate correct Confess, I got the remedy for these b**hes The Jack and the sack and ejac and some intellect And [?] all we do is flex on the weekends They upset cause I learned how to flex on the weakest And in my strength they drenched in they trenches The face of my terrace is gold, leaving fences and the coal And I know all you n***a's weaknesses Through my threshold, sight on some instinctive sh** [Hook]