On my Momma, this shit is too crazy! 🔥🔥

I got me a live one
I ain't looking for the right one
Lame wanna make love wit her
She just looking for a drug dealer 
Got lil bit of thug in her 
Got lil bit of drugs in her
On lock like she goin fed
Tatted up on both legs 
When she go to work need a fit bit
Tryna get the rack make a big flip 
Only want the nigga wit the big drip
Too much sauce take a lil sip
Know I like em big booty lil boujee 
Talk a lot of shit 
She put my hands up on her hip 
Said if you rich I'm rich we rich
She lick the top lip
And bite the bottom lip
She make it pop and tick
I like that kinda shit
She lick the top lip
And bite the bottom lip
She make it pop and tick
I like that kinda shit
Hold on one minute
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
Aye I'm wit the gang and I'm on the drank
Tryna see who the livest in here
Threw one in the air 
If it's up then it's stuck
Imma need you to drop in here
If it's wap then it's guap
I don't wanna talk a lot 
I'm just tryna beat the breaks off it
Got sweet lil ting 
Said her boyfriend mean
I can see nigga stay salty 
She stay on that pole like she working a ballot 
Be dancing in Houston and Dallas
I go for it if it's worth it 
These niggas be lurking got somebody boo get ratchet 
She be killing these hoes
Had to drop a lil rose 
Nigga mine as well get choo a casket
If you throwing a rack she be throwing it back on dat stick
Baby you is a classic
She lick the top lip
And bite the bottom lip
She make it pop and tick
I like that kinda shit
She lick the top lip
And bite the bottom lip
She make it pop and tick
I like that kinda shit
Hold on one minute
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick 
I'm tryna see sumn real quick

I'm Tryna See Sumn - prod by Richie & scorpio prodz

Aahh 
She beggin wit her tongue like Aahh
She working wit that wap like Megan 
She open up the pot and said dig in
I put it in her box like Aahh
Hit her wit the stick she said Aahh
She don't want a nigga to shoot a blankman Aahh
Pull it out and put it on her face like Aahh
On a scale from 1 to 10 you a m'aahh
You can make it 20 if I put it in ya Aahh
I did she said aahh aahh aahh 
First of all 
Why you making sounds like that 
She said that I only want the money in the bag
You know that I only want the money in the bag
You know that I only want the money in the bag
You know that I only want the money in the bag
I'm just tryna stab like killa
Her hips don't lie that's Shakira
Know she only fucking with the Triller
Bout to drop one off like I deliver 
I'm just tryna beat like I'm producing 
Had to mix it up like Ricky Rubin
We gon link it up I rock a cuban
What kinda position you assuming 
She like the camera
That ain't no amateur 
I am a fan of her 
Look at how low she can go
Big booty holes with the littlest titties
She put that lil kitty right under my nose
Freaky little bitch 
She want it painted on her face 
All day like she going to a Tech N9ne show
Carry on I told her put them aureoles on my window
Baby looking like a size 4 4 
Aahh 
She beggin wit her tongue like Aahh
She working wit that wap like Megan 
She open up the pot and said dig in
I put it in her box like Aahh
Hit her wit the stick she said Aahh
She don't want a nigga to shoot a blankman Aahh
Pull it out and put it on her face like Aahh
On a scale from 1 to 10 you a m'aahh
You can make it 20 if I put it in ya Aahh
I did she said aahh aahh aahh 
First of all 
Why you making sounds like that 
She said that I only want the money in the bag
You know that I only want the money in the bag
You know that I only want the money in the bag
You know that I only want the money in the bag

Aahh - prod by scorpio prodz

Shit this of God
Rewind
I am the God of this shit
Where's the lie
If I'm not on yo top ten I'm negative 9
Means I'm ahead of my time
Bitch I ain't worried bout a goddamn top 5
Hotter than Hot Boyz in 99
Hot fries Hell's host ghost pepper
Ghost writer and I'm Ghost Rider
Wit motorcycle tires on fire
You die
From slick tongue
Cuz the dick long 
The list long 
Like Schlitterbahn lines you skip from
I know it's a bitch 
That's why I'm laughing at you
Hahahahahahahaha
Niggas won't admit it's gettin hard for me to miss
Even when skeetin on ya bitch
Number one seed on top her lip
A nigga winning I'm evil grinning
Ain't that about a bitch
Impregnated with my baby
I started shaving my head cuz I will never fade
Not for debate
I just B-raiding niggas
Nobody safe
Bitch you better check yo chakras
Deepak Chopra
Fuck that 
So ahead of my time all my new shit is throwback
Slow loud 
Banging the new slab blacker than Kodak Black
Riding around with that Ray Charles
Laser
Still my favorite rapper
Shit I'm just waiting on K Dot
It's hard to be nice guy but I'z no surprise
Been giving you niggas life
Can't spell one day without a Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Watch this bitch 
Nigga I'z go crazy Hospin 
Hospitable 
Hospital's closed but I better go
Umbilical cord 
I was born with horns and a hot head 
Still got this shit locked 
Niggas surprised I am not Fed
Ah man 
Did I d-d-d-d stutter
I can't make up this shit 
Lil bitch I got it covered
Should be writing for everybody 
I'm dripping you a puddle 
You are under my umbrella ella 
Tired of telling mutha fuckas
I'm a psychopath 
In a bubble bath of blood
Set tripping I'll have to wet you up like a Baptism 
A hahahahaha 
Still working that magic wit it like Vwhalalaha
I am LeBron Godzilla 
What time is it
Imma visit the nearest cemetery cuz y'all in it
I kill it
Look here lil nigga
Fuck is you on
I am the God
Lord of the Graa
One for ya top
These niggas night night
Snore
My shit on sight 
Bite 
Jaws
Ran it like blitz 
Ain't even flinch 
All my shit hit 
Y'all niggas duds 
Label me legend 
I'm out chere flexin
Ain't even stressing 
Don't give a fuck 
I was the icon 
That turned into Ycon
Mo tales from the 6
Nigga I'll keep the lights on
It's on when it's gratatatata
Overkill
Gratatata 
Die
My stock going up on my clone nigga
You know nigga
You don't belong where I roam
American 
Even safe ain't safe no more
Ya face ain't face no more
That K Slay niggas like DJ's 
My baby gone
Kanksta wok wit chopstick
Word from the samurai 
Vandalize ya block quick 
Choo niggas on that is not it
I just put a whole in the whole rap game
Ain't have to cock it 
Y'all need 
To stop it
Or I'm fur-thereing ya defeat like a Hobbit
Stick on me like Harry Potter
But goin Goblin
My shit stay knocking like Mormons
Doorman
Hey Mr. Postman 
Surprise
I ain't seeing no lies
Still can't spell one day without a Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y

World War Y - prod by Y2

Bout to run the summer tell them lil niggas fall back
I ain't famous but I'm hall of fame
Where ya hall pass?
Just took off the roof and now yo bitch in the back
I just keep shittin on em they don't know what to do wit my dog ass
Shu Huh
Saucin on em I'm prolly yo father niggas luke warm
Snapping on this bitch like I am pissed
The fuck you do to em
I just came back wita slap in dis bitch like a mac and a pimp
But I'm Magic Don Juan and Snoop Dogg in 1996
Wita a bitch or 2 sippin on gin and juice
Bitch ain't no Milli Vanilli I really get busy
Somebody call Diddy I feel like I'm Biggie
My shit is Notorious
Man hold up I'm at the podium sipping petroleum
I figured out why they sleeping I make it look easy
Go get some more Z-z's
I got too much d-r-i-p in my dna
Hijole run it like relay
I'm what you need today
Somebody stop me got mask and a choppa
Dat boppa keep slopping on me
I can't stop her
Dat pretty little kitty then who's coming with me
I'm David Chapelle when that high grade start hitting me
Pick an opponent
I turn his lil punk ass to my lil pony
Dis not what you want bitch
I ride on these niggas for free like I hopped in a uber then stole it
I'm buying a polar bear
I am bipolar
That's prolly just COVID
I'm over here grabbing my dick in the mirror
Like I'm Michael Jackson and telling my kids this is Thriller
So high I might Neverland nigga
Dis shit that I'm kicking is Street Fighter like
I know Chun Li would get it
Don't fuck wit this nigga
Damn it's been a minute
I still ain't heard nobody close to the shit that I'm doing
I ruined it
The fuck?
Lips on a bitch from Office Max wita fat ass and back tatts
I'm speaking fax for y'all
Wita butler with cutlery in his lap
Ankle brace and a stat sheet screaming
Who's playing basketball?
Imma giant wita bad bitch midget fetish
And anorexic strippers with dyslexia listening to
All my exes live in Texas
Hotter than aids patients wit sun burn and headbands
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Above Surface Level

I Ruined It - prod by NSD

"YaaYaa" is the 23rd solo album released by Y2.

YaaYaa

Peace To The Gods

Apple Music

Peace To The Gods - prod by Y2

Pnb - prod by Y2

99 - Prod by Dame

Flex (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

Flex
Time to have sex
Eggplant for text
Head down for breakfast
Flex
Time to have
Jump on the
Take off the edge
Yes
Feet on the head board
Best part of waking up is that ass lord
No cap bitch-ino what more can I ask for
Just hit it off the glass nigga shoulda called backboard
Shit that ass enough for me
Drop a baby off who got custody?
Paint And-rew it on look at Lucky me
Colt 45 if they Shade 45 don't come for me
Nigga why are you running?
Screw and a chop then a beat then a drop then a feature please
If sex was a hit then it need to leak
Left a lil tree cuz I need to leave
Love it when you flip the script
You not sick don't trip
You missed work again
Don't try to fool me miss
Kicked addiction imma stick with this one
When ya ass is sticking out
Oo you thick
That's it baby
Girl you explicit-tty titties do it for me like I expected
Temper tantrum when you sex frustrated
That shit stop penetrate it nigga shut that shit
Jump in jeans do that dance they the wrong damn size
Badda bing bing
What a surprise
You make it look easy success
Just as long as I get a feel
It's going down again yeah
You should sponsor yourself
Tight ass jeans how do you breathe anyway
Seems somebodies waiting to exhale
Whitney on the table
Bobby in the cup
God we leveled up
We ought to be nuns cuz we don't give a fuck
Nose up but we don't give a fuck
Sleep latest we ain't getting up
Supposed to hit the gym but I hit again
Instead of sticking to this damn plan
Nigga took a swim dive
On a scale of one to ten she a twenty twen twen
I ain't passing this again
Nigga tryna stay high
Direct
The TV ain't working so it's just sex
Wifi don't work so it's just sex
Busy I can make some time for another lil sesh
I think I got an idea
How bout this?
How bout we?
Flex
Time to have sex
Eggplant for text
Head down for breakfast
Flex
Time to have
Jump on the
Take off the edge
Yes
Feet on the head board
Best part of waking up is that ass lord
No cap bitch-ino what more can I ask for
Just hit it off the glass nigga shoulda called backboard

Apple

Flex - prod by Richiie

I don't know who needs to hear this
You fuckin' up the vibe do not come near me
Don't blow the high we on the ceiling
No peace of mind mo' company for misery
Baby you need to try some Humdelelelelelelelelele
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
Nigga I don't even like the way sage smells
Energy vampire nigga stay in hell
Week and a half ass nigga this is day 12
Fuck is you mad should be mad at cha damn self

(Y2: Verse)
I gotta bone to pick witchoo
Too busy so the shit just slipped my mind
I can't control these things
How many hoes you bringing?
How many niggas you wit?
How many yo niggas bringing niggas?
They prolly got some enemies up in here
But choo ain't thinking' that far ahead or ahead of time
Don't need to be watching my back nigga just pick a better time
How you don't know I'm prolly wit some bitches that we both hit
The last code I ever broke was the one to the safe
Lucky deez niggas wit me is wide awake
I could feel yo energy before you had some shit to say
Felt that shit from miles away
That's why my dreaded nigga had to light a fucking sage
Type of nigga muggin bitches when the hoes round
Nigga sit down chill out we ain't on that
Can't even leave a fuckin' stack around
I should know dat
Must stash it like Borat
Soulja whatchoo call that?

(J Soulja: Verse)
I been noticing
Niggas claiming my circle but don’t roll wit me
I see the hoe in you
I’m the holy me
God body take notes hoe you know dis me
I turned poor into poetry
Hallelujah I’m the one that walk on water
Not a stain on me
They out here tryna make it rain
But watch me reign on you
Baby know me as a ruler
Gave her inches when I meter
All these haters on my dick
It was hard from me the seat her
I'm one to make it shake
Like seizure
And I’m cold on a bitch might freeze ya
I can’t really vibe wit you guys
When I try
It’s line that divides
You and I on top like a dot on a i
Fuck wit mine might result with a dot on ya eye
Real shit all I do is plot guap to the sky
If I fall I’ma land on the sky lil nigga

You fuckin' up the vibe do not come near me
Don't blow the high we on the ceiling
No peace of mind mo' company for misery
Baby you need to try some Humdelelelelelelelelele
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
Nigga I don't even like the way sage smells
Energy vampire nigga stay in hell
Week and a half ass nigga this is day 12
Fuck is you mad should be mad at cha damn self

Humdelelele ft. J Soulja - prod by NSD & Charlie Mumbles

Wasn't nervous I was peaking feel like Dante
Bitches always got a reason I was skeamin' on em all day
Told my Yella hold the can for me then popped a Yerba Matte
I was parked whip zip lit up chest like Tony Starks mane
Oo
Still on they head like shampoo
Muddy no bottles in booth
Ain't on my level why stoop
Fuck her then share her like Swoops
Two can games peep the coupe
That ain't no drip that's a Droop
Huh bitch what's that shit you just said?
Still on my dick ain't choo done yet?
That broke shit goin' in one ear
Pay me or I think we done here
Pull up in Scorpion come here
Choppa Kitana who want it?
Hit wit that tha-tha-tha-thrukin
Hammer didn't come wit no tool kit
Stay in that pussy like douches
Beat it then throw her the deuces
Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Kitana Kitana Kitana Kitana
Kitana Kitana Kitana Tana
Fuck is you telling me I know you smelling me
Dior sprayed on my pajamas
Royal like Heinous every time I ride
At least one queen on me thick as Taja
You are no Jadebug why is you bugging
Unless you go down like La Bamba
You should admire me I'm the new Marshall in town
Like Amari a monster
And Ami
Edamame
I'm goin' dummy
Like Ricky Bobby
Who's ya daddy?
I'm in ya belly
Rowland like Kelly
On yo head Sally's
Boy I got all the hoes
Check all of those
Portfolios
Cornholios
I'm in my fuckin' bag
Like dipping' Doritos
I'm still that nigga tho
Fuck did you think it was?
Nigga
Jumping out the gym think I reincarnated Vince
Whippin dat new bitch out wit her tits out in advance
Kick my feet up in that box still got Thai's when I land
Ask so fuckin' brand new really can't remember them
Don't count these by ones just hunnids, 50's, 20's, 10's
Driver do it for me FaceTime look momma no hands
I stay rocking coats cuz I was always in the Trench
I make shit look easy make it hard for you to win
Only 6 figures and up bitch make that shit make sense
Don't call me next year talk to my secretary then
I wake up to money I got tired of making friends
Luka drop that's 8 off top or it's off witcha head
Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Kitana Kitana Kitana Kitana
Kitana Kitana Kitana Tana

Kitana - prod by NSD & Anmtdi

I'm the one that's shuttin shit down
Only one that's runnin this town
All them other niggas missed out
Bunch of young niggas tripped out
Fuck her have her throwin in towel
Diamonds on a nigga bling blaow
We gon have promethazine dreams
Bopper keep on poppin them beans

We do not fuck with the bottom
This top of this
On my dick pop a bitch
Fuck that esophagus
Start a mosh pit and apocalypse
Talk all that shit you gon end up on chalk in the dark and shit
Sparkin that shit bitch you wild wild
Talkin that shit get choo mopped mopped
Don't do no janitor job job
Psychopath killer gon mob mob

I am not sent for yo entertain this for yo little brain
Keep the cocaine in the sock
I just be switching lanes
Niggas can't enter my bitches mane
Unless that bitch is a bop
Run with them scammers
Fifty niggas with me like Hammer
They all keep a hammer on god
I just be gassing it stretching it
We don't extras
I really don't give a fuck

I'ma need a mutha fuckin bible
If a nigga talkin rival
I'ma make him reach a rifle and a sniper
This is vital my survival
Not no mutha fuckin idol
This the silence of the Lamborghini
Bout to go diablo nigga
I'm gon set this bitch on fire
Chi-chi-chi-cha
You know it's Trill in the south
Fuck you nigga think I'm from
This shit go dumb
I got cho bitch and my dick on her tongue

A kee a kee kee I'm the only one that's laughing
I bust a nut on top ya Marc Jake glasses
These niggas ass and I'm the only one gassing
I'm in her gut and she said Oh my gosh bitch
Oh shit here come another cocaine classic
I gotta world of series coming don't dodge me
She got that dunna nunna
Had to get that fuckin number
Always fuckin wita ratchet bitch not classy
I had to mix it up a lot
She put the titties on the glass I said you like my style
Imma take her home
Humdele long
That pussy was made in USA American
Ya
I don't even know what type of shit I'm on now
Godzilla verses King Kong probably both now
Tell these hoes that better go down
Imma need a lot of head like a totem pole now or bitch
Be gone
I'm everything in the book but a regular degular nigga
Hannibal lecture swear I be eating that pussy for dinner
Difference between us I be holding my penis when I'm snappin
Tall tee on I feel like I'm back in Atlanta
Still in the lead you niggas receding
I'm easily being Beavis you betta leave it to beaver
Breathing on beats easy peazy cheesy nachos and a taco
I am on the right path
Psychopath and I'm hot hoe
A huh huh huh huh ha
Don't hold ya mutha fuckin breath I'ma still be god
Like yo tummy sick my shit don't stop
Imma be the illest nigga killin shit forensics can't detect
Unless you point me to the nearest Dexter
Imma need a high horse
Sittin on top of the high horse
Sittin on top of the high horse
I already got
Fuck
Starting to think I'm probably really Godzilla's God

Kitana - prod by NSD & Anmtdi

Y2

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