Lyrics Yung Mal – Set Trends

Jay Fizzle:
I set trends on these suckers, these rap niggas my lil boys
You puppies, I’m big dog, man these old niggas ain’t makin’ no noise
I set trends on these suckers, these rap niggas my lil boys

Yung Mal:
We need it now, fuck all that wait
All these bags going fast, better get with the pace
Yeah we havin’ bricks and the glass got flakes
I just left out the bank, bag full of old faces
I’m a young nigga but I got old cake
Got them old niggas mad, put them hundreds in they face
And I got some young niggas that ain’t with the debate
Hundred rounds out the chopper go straight to your face
I set the trend on these rappers, all you niggas my lil boys
Get off your ass and go get paid, nigga quit acting like a girl
I got tired of G-Star so I went to Bape
Got tired of my Benz so I got a Wraith
I been getting money and these niggas late
Gotta ride with that Drake ’cause these niggas hate

Jay Fizzle:
I set trends on these suckers, these rap niggas my lil boys

Lil Quill:
I’m on it like ten, just copped me two spots
Don’t ’bout no cabin, no I cannot wait, I’ma tip
Keep mailin’ me cash so I’m finna hop on the Lear
Two-twenty five on the dash, no I am not cashin’ ’em out
She sending me pictures of ass I think she in love with my dick
I’m fucking with band, don’t nigga got ?
this shit
I got the badge and put a whole seven in here
Call up Mal, he gon’ pull up with them sticks for ?
I call up more fiends, I had a lil bum I was thirteen
VS on my neck come from Fizzle
Water water, we get the pack and we ship the shit across the border
We get to poppin’ them scripts like we got a disorder
We poppin’ them seals then we mix ’em with soda
I had forgot about this, it got stuck in the song
Push up at the door with the gang like Jehovah

Jay Fizzle:
I set trends on these suckers, these rap niggas my lil boys
You puppies, I’m big dog, man these old niggas ain’t makin’ no noise
I set trends on these suckers, these rap niggas my lil boys
You puppies, I’m big dog, man these old niggas ain’t makin’ no noise
Just twenty-three, bought me a Wraith
I’m a young nigga with some old cake
Walk in the bank like andale
I need my cake, that’s why they hate
I know they mad, put in they face
Been getting money, you niggas late
Young niggas winning, there’s no debate
We run this now, fuck all that waiting