Yung Pinch - Insecure lyrics

Matics on the wave I'm so insecure when that door don't close 3400, f** these n***as All y'all n***as Yung Pinch and his woes Young BL$$D, boy, you saucy BL$$D Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas You know that I gotta get bands (bands) All of that, all of that sh** I just want, all of that sh** Gettin' a whole lot of b**hes, a whole lot of mamas I just want all of them b**hes (your b**h) I just want all of them hoes (takin' your b**h) I just want all of that sh** I want the moon and I want the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun All of these f** n***as really my sons, uh No pun intended, uh No pun intended, uh Kickin' that sh** like a pun, yeah Is it my time? I can feel it Is it my time? I can feel it Is it my time? I can feel it Yeah Pull up on that ho in extended It's me and Guapdad in the building Double cup, pints through the ceiling Yeah, Fauni, you know he gon' k** it Look, beach boy been ga**in' Hi-Tech, high fashion, yeah This swag everlastin', yeah Come on, girls, get it pa**in' Yeah, uh She f** every guy in the building I take this sh** to the ceiling f** me, she lovin' the feeling Hold up, wait They ain't f**in' with the beach boy I put that sh** on my mom (mom) Swear to God, they don't mean nada (nada) I'm smokin' on bomb like Osama Straight from the Bay, West like [?] Girl, I am not with that drama Homie, he payin' the [?] Stop, hold up, I spend this sh** How she be spittin' on my dick Heard she f**in' with the crew now She right on my list (right on my list) Finna go and hit the club Yeah, I'm finna f** it up (I'm finna f** it up) She might be fallin' in love now I'm finna dip Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas You know that I gotta get bands (bands) All of that, all of that sh** I just want, all of that sh** Gettin' a whole lot of b**hes, a whole lot of mamas I just want all of them b**hes (takin' your b**h) I just want all of them hoes (takin' your b**h) I just want all of that sh** (that sh**) I want the moon and I want the sun (I want the sun now) Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun All of these f** n***as really my sons, uh No pun intended, uh No pun intended, uh Kickin' that sh** like a pun, yeah Gucci flame, all on my shoes I'm in the West, ho wanna snooze Ho, this ain't gin, and ho, this ain't juice We got some loud, you got some boof Inside my head [?] 24 karats on every tooth Girl, you know I got credit, the bands on my lap Aluminum for your n***a, it's a wrap Guapdad and we're findin' your b**h This ain't my girlfriend, this a b**h Bitcoin in my wallet, it's blessed Scam boy, and this b**h is a check Great Lake on my neck Polar ice on my wrist I'ma die with these hoes on my dick I'ma die with these hoes on my dick Is it my time? I'm so insecure when that door don't close When that door don't close Is it my time? I'm so insecure when that door don't close When that door don't close Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas You know that I gotta get bands (bands) All of that, all of that sh** I just want, all of that sh** Gettin' a whole lot of b**hes, a whole lot of mamas I just want all of them b**hes (your b**h) I just want all of them hoes (takin' your b**h) I just want all of that sh** I want the moon and I want the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun All of these f** n***as really my sons, uh No pun intended, uh No pun intended, uh Kickin' that sh** like a pun, yeah I'm so insecure, kickin' that sh** like a pun, yeah I'm so insecure