Lyrics YSN Flow – Bounty Hunters
Text:
(JD on the track)
(Iceberg want a bag bitch)
YSN Flow:
Put a bag on top his head we get him gone my brothers bounty hunters
12 been tryna build a case the trap relocate now the county jumping
We can’t take the chance, we smash the gas and we hear sirens blurpin
What’s real or fake man they don’t know the difference tell them hold a minute
Jumped in that water with Puranas man I really own the fishes
I had to go and cop a coupe cuz I be getting so much chicken
I swear that money don’t mean shit there’s more to life my bros can get it
Feel like the first to touch a million, them niggas said it was impossible
See god then put me through some obstacles, I still ain’t got through those
Pineapple I’m smoking on tropical I love it when I’m this high
I told you I was shining hoe don’t ask me why my wrist bright
Dirty money match that double cup I mix sprite
Bad and boujee need my bitch right
Amazing brain I guesss my bitch bright
You can try to change the world they still gonna bring up all the dirt you did
Either way I still be rich either off rap or all the work I did
Put a bag on top his head we get him gone my brothers bounty hunters
You ain’t no real shooter you take drugs and then you down to murder
12 been tryna build a case the trap relocate now the county jumping
We can’t take the chance, we smash the gas and we hear sirens blurpin
What’s real or fake man they don’t know the difference tell them hold a minute
Jumped in that water with Puranas man I really own the fishes
I had to go and cop a coupe cuz I be getting so much chicken
I swear that money don’t mean shit there’s more to life my bros can get it
YSN Jayo:
My life ain’t no facade bitch I’ve been livin’ what you dream
Lately shit been foreign all these clothes, bitches, and fast cars
Stars up in the ceiling pour a 4 I’m bouta blast-off
The wraith look like a spaceship so I had to take the tag off
I looked into my future and seen greatness. took the mask off
I started selling bags to hit the stu’ and I got gas off
And now my engine roarin sitting comfy in a track hawk
YSN Flow:
Put a bag on top his head we get him gone my brothers bounty hunters
You ain’t no real shooter you take drugs and then you down to murder
12 been tryna build a case the trap relocate now the county jumping
We can’t take the chance, we smash the gas and we hear sirens blurpin
What’s real or fake man they don’t know the difference tell them hold a minute
Jumped in that water with Puranas man I really own the fishes
I had to go and cop a coupe cuz I be getting so much chicken
I swear that money don’t mean shit there’s more to life my bros can get it