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Yellow Tape

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Yellow Tape

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Stay behind the Yellow Tape

Stay behind the Yellow Tape

Stay behind the Yellow Tape

Girl, stay behind the Yellow Tape

Wait a second, wait a minute

Don't compare me to them other niggas

Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson

I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance

Where the real friends at when you really need 'em?

When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em

All by my lonely, lonely

What happen to the bitches in the party?

A 100 bottles that was every weekend

Bitches piled up in my crib like a Colosseum

After 3 A.M., you know we getting freaky

Hella one night stands, we just catching feelings

Tired of fake loving, fake Hollywood, ain't 'bout shit

Fake gang banging and they claiming to pop shit

Fake titties and cocaine up they nostrils, stop It, huh

Too with it, nigga, bring a bottle

And if it's my time to go, I'm taking everybody

Don't care, my nigga, we shootin' anybody

And if it ain't your girl, then nigga, don't worry about it

I hear 'em talking down on me, down on me

But where they at when I ain't got a 100 rounds on me?

I think I had it up to here, my niggas

You know your killers, they fear my niggas

So what you tryna tryna do, tryna tryna do?

Dancing round the issue, bitch you know you're running out of moves

I keep it real my nigga

This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil my nigga

Yeah, give a fuck about how you feel, my nigga

Got the mic, life a horror movie, feel like thriller

Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid

But hope you make no money, but I rather help you spend it

Had a meeting with the devil last week

Couldn't believe what he said to me

To take this contract, signature please

You can have it all, but you know your soul, I'ma keep that

Bad luck, bad luck, yeah you know it come in threes

Bet I never did this, I'm the only one who sees

I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed

I think this hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah

Two feet off the ground, oh oh, like

Why am I living here?

Up and down, up and down

I think I might drown from my tears

I cry

Just might being sold

Too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here

Wanna prepare brought your roulette with the pistol

Bang, bang, bang, hear the sirens say

Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, get behind the yellow tape

Bang, bang, bang, hear the sirens say

Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, get behind the yellow tape

Bang, bang, bang, hear the sirens say

Don't shoot, don't shoot, get behind the yellow tape

Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, get behind the yellow tape

Wonder if God got a sense of humor

I hope you know that he see all the shit you doing

Know I'm a sinner but I hope that he still listen to me

Temptation and fornication, he know I love the pussy

Misdirection with no connection, ain't no substance

She just wanna fuck, whatever happened to us love making?

You don't wanna be in the club when you an old lady

And I know I'm too fucked up to love my own lady

Ain't gon' lie, every nigga cheat, frontin' like they poppin' bottles

All these niggas cheap, me? I'm standing on my wallet

It don't mean I ain't lonely

In the Hills, all the way up, Uber X sittin' at the bottom

You know I ain't gotta flex, nigga, know I got it

Chain cost a quarter mil', for me? That's a couple dollars

Sayin' fuck it, takin' pornstars to Benihanas

What's the point of rockin', rollin' without the gun powder?

Had a meeting with the devil last week

Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh

Here take this contract, signature please

You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep

Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes

Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha

I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed

I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah

Two feet off the ground, woah, woah, like why am I living here?

Up and down, up and down, woah, woah, I think I might drown from my tears

I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here

Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol

Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take

Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape

Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take

Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey

Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take

Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape

Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't

Stand behind the yellow tape

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