Sheck Wes - YKTS Lyrics
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YKTS
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What Are The Lyrics For YKTS By Sheck Wes?
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Fa-fa-fa (bitch) Fa-fa-fa (fa-fa) Yeah, uh, yeah (yeah) Still in this bitch with the same niggas I came with I'ma be honest, I don't feel no pain I can't even see you through my shades, bitch On the West Coast with a bad bitch in my coupe She's used to the gangbangers On the East Coast with the Less gang On the block plottin', thinking 'bout what we takin', yeah On the road though, gettin' checks, uh What a young nigga makin', uh I've been close to the angels, running away from Satan, uh Assalamu alaykum, uh I bring home the bacon, young Sheck Wes I do not do haram, uh, I eat the halal, uh Pork, I ain't never taste it Never had a nine to five or had the late shift Moms had to work so I had to raise me, uh 'Cause shit was really hard, uh, it's different for us Anything I wanted, had to take it Yeah, damn I gotta go and get mine (bitch) I catch planes and catch flights (catch flights, bitch) I just copped a new ride (new ride) Used to finesse MTA for the swipe (swipe me) Now it's different foreigns when I slide (slide, bitch) Put this shit down, bitch, I'm stife Gang got guns and knives (lost Boys) I'm from New York, baby, you'll get sliced (knife gang) Buck fifty, baby, on sight (on sight, ow) I want horsepower, I don't want the ice (want the ice) I used to lust and do bad crime (lust gang) Now they put me in the New York Times (New York Times) Bring tears right to my mother eyes Play with my mother feelings, you'll die (you'll die pussy) Gettin' that chicken, Popeyes (Popeyes) Green like spinach, Popeye (Popeye) Pull up, Sheck Wes pop eyes I don't touch bitches, but I pop guys (I pop 'em) Light up my blunt and get high (higher) If shit get crunk, I'ma rise (I'ma rise) I pull up on arrival (arrival) You know the scouts with the guys Whole lotta guns like Condoleezza Rice (yeah) I call the shots like Condoleezza Rice I was in the projects eatin' that rice (rice) Now a young nigga order wagyu (bitch) And I got b's up in my ride (my ride) They want me to do the deals If you ain't got the millions, we can't sign (I'll wait) Tell David, they got that chicken (chicken) We can't pay the price, ain't right (at all) Cactus Jack, baby, I been winnin' (Jack) Man, that done changed my life (facts) Always keep a bad bitch, we gotta hide (got to hide) Got a whole lotta wins in my column (in my column) And Dior shades all on my eyes (my eyes) Can't pull up on arrival (yeah) And you know the scouts with the guys You know the scouts with the guys You know the scouts with the guys You know the scouts with the guys Bitch |
Who Wrote YKTS By Sheck Wes?
Daniel Oron, Byran Trillos, Khadimou Fall
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What's The Duration Of The YKTS By Sheck Wes?The duration of YKTS is 3:14 minutes and seconds. |
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