Yung DSJ - The Motto lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung DSJ] I'm the freaking man you don't get it do you Type of k**er where I bring the automatic to you Whoo ray 3 way wit your ex and your next & they all up on my genitals like you the best I don't get no rest with all these things I do Record these tracks, go on tour, and I stay school I do it just for the fact that I can be showing fools, 2x2 & I have the whole block drool I be super cool, I bet she wanna chill You can bring your friend along forget a third wheel If that's the case I'll find another if that's how ya feel Cause I just need to blow this stress out that's the deal I'm so freaking real, I ain't talkin couch I'm getting green from the gutter, Oscar the grouch & that Louie V pouch got a couple hundreds Ballin like its nothing this ain't stunting boy stop the frontin' If I say I'm coming, believe I'll make it it here Giving fear to the peers and they whole career I don't give a damn get that through your ear If I ain't make it clear, the top is where I stare The young underdogs rising like the movie Rocky Shout out the homie Millz, shoutout to Pilot Posse Get high to the sky getting green fast And we got ya girl a free back stage pa** [Hook: Yung DSJ] Now she want a photo, you already know though You only live once, that's the motto, homie YOLO And we bout it errday, errday, errday Like we sitting on the bench homie we don't really play Errday errday eff what anybody say Can't see em cause the money in the way, real homie wa**up [Verse 2: Millz] Goons, goons right beside me Just in case a lame n***a try to try me Google Maps say "in your b**h" is where you'll find me I'm smoking all this weed b**hes call me Millz Marley Yo watch ya a** don't impose in this b**h Boy I go hard, Daniel Rose in this b**h No-no hot soup but I blow o's in this b**h No Augusta but I keep some hoes in this b**h like.. Tiger Woods, Charlie Sheen I blast in her mouth, Listerine She get on the dick, like a condom She just give me head cause I can't find one Ha, it's the Posse motherf**er Miles ahead of these n***as roger that mothertrucker Ballin hard on you b**hes like Wilt in the sixties n***as mad cause I get b**hes, they just b**hes So you know I don't stress sh** from a ho After I treat, beat, skeet, you gots to go But oh-oh my God Tunechi, look at her bu*t, It's Millzy [Hook: Millz] You left your girl solo, with me that's a no-no You only live once, that's the motto, n***a YOLO & I'm in her errday errday errday Yeah I'm mobbin in this b**h ain't sh** you could say Errday errday f** what anybody say I can't see ya'll cause ya'll b**hes in the way, real n***a wa**up (laughs) real n***as wa**up! I see you Blackghost, f** with me homie! [Outro: Millz] Cause now these b**hes want photos, cause a n***a going loco But you only live once, that's the motto, n***a YOLO & I'm mobbin errday errday errday Can't you see my swag n***a, it'll put you in your place Errday errday f** what any hater say At the top is where the Posse gonna stay, Pilot Posse whats up!