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Yung Mal - Harder Than Hard

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Money Man Out Of Orbit

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Love is like a cut it’s cuttin deep in my cardiac
I was in a rut but had ambition and qotapacks
God was on my phone and VM but I ain’t call him back
I been way too busy tryna tall all my dollar stacks

Callin these bitches the president grabbin my dick like a reverend
*pause* Yes what I’m spittin is evident
Talk to yo girl for a sedative
Switch up a flow like a advocate
*pause* Stackin this money I’m stackin it!
Ten, toes, down, havin it
If she can throw it back then I might
Blow out her back again, make her some tea
While she macin it
*pause* She 21 but I’m savagin
Call up my profo no averages
If Paven prodo the Furnace up
QP my weight, out my face all my burners up
I could not snitch on myself but I got I my learnin up
YSL Chil yes Thugger my father so all of my flows have been turnin up

Typrose, lady drippin
Manifest money I’m Michael Phelps swimmin
I only shoutout the GOAT
So that he know where his seventh kid livin
I know a Frenchie want SMOKE
Fist, fight em’ till he back in Montana
I’d shoot the shot but that shot’s for Atlanta
Do not talk shit to a man you can’t handle
Money my core scorchin racks on the mantle
Roastin mimosa you prolly smoke candle

Nothin to me, when I make a lick
Wake up facin takin mega hits
Food stamp, I like benefits
Shoutout momma she got hella kids
Dead dad, but I’m positive
Young Thug and I got a gift
Med pack, got the chronic in
Lawyer calls, if the marriage up

Then you gon Donate like half your stuff
Hoes on the line when your rackage up
Only text back if her rackage up
Bag it up suck she bad as fuck
Taught me when bitches want handle cuffs
If I be mournin the handles up
Cheech in the morning then go to bread
I fuck yo bitch in her head
She like the taste but I left her on read

We don’t ever stop at red
4 da gang what I said
I won’t stop until I’m dead
Kill me now before I’m big
Get a pound, get a crib
Keep a strap, by the hiiiiip
Always poppin when I spiii
Molly water she like dri
Prolly Pac’in like I’m BIG
I done crew up as a kid
I been walkin what I said

Y’all know how I get
Came up off this spittin
Tres my hundreds hittin
Spartan in the kitten
Saw my target hit it
Check the bar I’m liftin
I got pounds of fitness
Fuckin on ya misses

*pause* Callin a married doe misses
I Twist up her life and blow her marry-go kisses
We Smoke at the carnival trap up them digits
Just so she could get wishes up

While we be cheechin on indica
Fuck on yo bitch with the fattest blunt
Yes I might do what The fuck I want
Hit me a lick that’s another one
Sold her some charms that’s a lucky front

Apex (Prod. Grim Goblin)

Yung Mag$ (@yungmagsofficial)