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Yung Bans – No Accident lyrics
[Intro]
Yah
Ay, yah
I'm sayin, shit crazy
Tables turned, know what I'm sayin'
(?) Bel-Air
I'm up now, know what I'm sayin'
I don't want no features from you lame ass rappers
(?) mumble (?)
This shit my own
Ya
[Hook]
I don't shoot on accident
Pull up with that Mac and shit
I rock Gucci, Raf and shit
My bitch boo, she baddest bitch
Step my paper up like bricks
I stayed down for all this shit
I can't go out like no bitch
I ain't goin' up like Mitch
All my niggas rock for me
Try your luck with robbin' me
Keep a Glock, a .223
Bitch you had a whole thing
I ain't serve no bricks for bubbly
Nigga, that's what my name mean
Boy, your name don't hold no weight
Ain't see your ass up in the streets
[Verse 1]
If a nigga don't know my name
He probably on the same thing
No face, no case
I don't know you, don't speak
Most these niggas crash dummy, they just wanna be seen
Send lil' buddy on a mission, I'mma make 'em slide for free
I be stackin' up this paper, make 'em play Monopoly
I ain't worried 'bout these bitches, but these bitches jockin' me
Girl, it's been a long day, ge-get on top of me
She gon' fuck and she gon' suck, I bust a nut, it's time to leave
I ain't nothin' like these niggas, honestly, I'm too street
Still stickin' to the code, I guess it's just me
I rock Ksubi, Raf Simons, my designer OD
I was juggin' out the trenches, made a hundred on our street
[Hook]
I don't shoot on accident
Pull up with that Mac and shit
I rock Gucci, Raf and shit
My bitch boo, she baddest bitch
Step my paper up like bricks
I stayed down for all this shit
I can't go out like no bitch
I ain't goin' up like Mitch
All my niggas rock for me
Try your luck with robbin' me
Keep a Glock, a .223
Bitch you had a whole thing
I ain't serve no bricks for bubbly
Nigga, that's what my name mean
Boy, your name don't hold no weight
Ain't see your ass up in the streets
[Verse 2]
In the streets, nigga
Up in the streets, nigga
This shit a ocean, man this shit can get deep, nigga
My homies solid, I can't hang around no weak niggas
Shit get ugly, niggas turn into police niggas
I'm a beast nigga (rawr)
I'mma eat niggas (ya)
To be a boss, you gotta get it by any means, nigga (get it by any means)
I hit the block soon as I turned 15, nigga (turned 15)
I done did some shit that you prolly won't believe, nigga
[Bridge]
Y'all niggas be on cappin' shit
Y'all niggas be on rapper shit
I can't even fuck with
I stay back from all this shit
I stay back from all these bitches
Money so long, money so long
I don't shoot on accident
I can't go out like no bitch
I stay down for all the ritches
Nigga I don't want no features
[Outro]
Bans
Ain't no love, nigga
Yah
Ay, yah
I'm sayin, shit crazy
Tables turned, know what I'm sayin'
(?) Bel-Air
I'm up now, know what I'm sayin'
I don't want no features from you lame ass rappers
(?) mumble (?)
This shit my own
Ya
[Hook]
I don't shoot on accident
Pull up with that Mac and shit
I rock Gucci, Raf and shit
My bitch boo, she baddest bitch
Step my paper up like bricks
I stayed down for all this shit
I can't go out like no bitch
I ain't goin' up like Mitch
All my niggas rock for me
Try your luck with robbin' me
Keep a Glock, a .223
Bitch you had a whole thing
I ain't serve no bricks for bubbly
Nigga, that's what my name mean
Boy, your name don't hold no weight
Ain't see your ass up in the streets
[Verse 1]
If a nigga don't know my name
He probably on the same thing
No face, no case
I don't know you, don't speak
Most these niggas crash dummy, they just wanna be seen
Send lil' buddy on a mission, I'mma make 'em slide for free
I be stackin' up this paper, make 'em play Monopoly
I ain't worried 'bout these bitches, but these bitches jockin' me
Girl, it's been a long day, ge-get on top of me
She gon' fuck and she gon' suck, I bust a nut, it's time to leave
I ain't nothin' like these niggas, honestly, I'm too street
Still stickin' to the code, I guess it's just me
I rock Ksubi, Raf Simons, my designer OD
I was juggin' out the trenches, made a hundred on our street
[Hook]
I don't shoot on accident
Pull up with that Mac and shit
I rock Gucci, Raf and shit
My bitch boo, she baddest bitch
Step my paper up like bricks
I stayed down for all this shit
I can't go out like no bitch
I ain't goin' up like Mitch
All my niggas rock for me
Try your luck with robbin' me
Keep a Glock, a .223
Bitch you had a whole thing
I ain't serve no bricks for bubbly
Nigga, that's what my name mean
Boy, your name don't hold no weight
Ain't see your ass up in the streets
[Verse 2]
In the streets, nigga
Up in the streets, nigga
This shit a ocean, man this shit can get deep, nigga
My homies solid, I can't hang around no weak niggas
Shit get ugly, niggas turn into police niggas
I'm a beast nigga (rawr)
I'mma eat niggas (ya)
To be a boss, you gotta get it by any means, nigga (get it by any means)
I hit the block soon as I turned 15, nigga (turned 15)
I done did some shit that you prolly won't believe, nigga
[Bridge]
Y'all niggas be on cappin' shit
Y'all niggas be on rapper shit
I can't even fuck with
I stay back from all this shit
I stay back from all these bitches
Money so long, money so long
I don't shoot on accident
I can't go out like no bitch
I stay down for all the ritches
Nigga I don't want no features
[Outro]
Bans
Ain't no love, nigga
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