yaga Lyrics
I see murder, murder, murder all in red (U-uh)
You see my diamonds covered up with blood and flesh
First saw my bitch, then an racks
She first one reason of my flex
She first one demon within X
Yea-a-a-a
There’s a lot of fakes in
Cause there’s a lot of cash in
I just talking six figures
I got six, six, six
I got six, six, six
I got six, six, six
I got six, six, six
I got
I said
Man, your hoe is Baba Yaga
She mad and plus she ugly
I’on fuck, нахуй надо
Mumble, я просто runner
Momma, I put on prada
Momma, я просто grinder
Momma, я знаю
Ri-rid-riding in a rover
She got me screaming YOLO
Она не недотрога, дала понять с порога
I’m off an X, she off a molly, she want leave the party
I don’t wanna fuck with all this hoes
I need bacardi, cardi, cardi
Cardi, yeah I need bacardi, cardi
Cardi, yeah I need bacardi, cardi
Cardi, yeah I need bacardi, cardi
Yeah
I see murder, murder, murder all in red (U-uh)
You see my diamonds covered up with blood and flesh
First saw my bitch, then an racks
She first one reason of my flex
She first one demon within X
Yea-a-a-a
There’s a lot of fakes in
Cause there’s a lot of cash in
I just talking six figures
I got six, six, six
I got six, six, six
I got six, six, six
I got six, six, six
I got