Yellow Tape

Scream it for the youngin's

Scream it for the youngin's

Scream it for the youngin's

Yeah, scream it for the youngin's

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

I bought my own lane, 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

So woo, a nigga, been about it

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

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

And if it ain't your business, nigga

Don't worry about it, oh

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

But where they at tonight? Got a 100 rounds on me

I think I had it up to here, my nigga, huh

You know your killers, they fear my niggas, huh

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, huh

This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil, my nigga

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

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

Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid

Won't help you make no money

But I bet they'll help you spend it, ha

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

Go, 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 shoot

Stand behind the yellow tape

Wonder if God got a sense of humor

I hope you know that

He can see all the shit you doing

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

Temptation and fornication, you 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'm 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', me? That's a couple dollars

Sayin', "Duck 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

Go, 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 shoot

Stand behind the yellow tape