Yankee - June 5th lyrics

[Hook] Was 'bout to buy a 'Rari, bought a tour bus And God, I get a Lambo with the doors up f**in' n***as tell me I don't work E I see them n***as every time they hurtin' Blast a couple haters lookin' stressed out You can't have your hand and your chest out What you tryin' to hold, huh, n***a, what? You can hold these shots, you can hold these nuts [Verse 1] I got mad missions to accomplish Runnin' through a b**h-n***a gauntlet I can up the style, give me what you got I ain't tryin' to hit like a b**h's own Some n***as throw shots, but it don't matter Cause when I throw shots bones shatter Break 'em down, break 'em down, break 'em I'm the real deal, n***as fakin' Moment of silence, I'm 'bout to k** n***as You're bitin' my style, I'm 'bout to bill n***as Swagger jackin' at an all-time high And I ain't really mad, I am that guy A fisher with the fish scale, you a tuna Little n***a, I'm the big,whale and a shooter Violater sent you to hell, oh, well, your L Eleven thou in my pocket that I could throw in a fire And I won't feel it cause, real sh**, all my stacks gettin' higher On the top pointin' higher, on a roll like a casa Most these n***as vagina, I'm lookin' 'round with defiance Like, Damn with these n***as that be so tough My phone in my hand, nobody still ain't called my bluff I got it off grams, these other rappers, not so much Not so much, the chuck is up, real n***a sh** [Hook] Was 'bout to buy a 'Rari, bought a tour bus And God, I get a Lambo with the doors up f**in' n***as tell me I don't work E I see them n***as every time they hurtin' Blast a couple haters lookin' stressed out You can't have your hand and your chest out What you tryin' to hold, huh, n***a, what? You can hold these shots, you can hold these nuts [Outro] It's somethin' that you need to get in tune with I got the new album droppin' June 5th Major without a deal, are you ready? Your boy in the streets real heavy