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What's Happening Lyrics - Artist : Yung Mal
[Yung Mal:]
808 Mafia Yeah I got racks, baby girl, what's happenin'? Baby girl, what's happenin'? Baby girl, what's happenin'? I had a pocket full of lint, huh, but that's past tense But now these hundreds real long, they forever lasting I could've been down the road, but I made it in rappin' I got some niggas don't care 'cause I'm on, they still be trappin' We used to sleep on the box spring, didn't have no mattress Used to eat noodles and pork and beans, we was late on the damn rent But now we stay up, we keep shit in the pit Brand new foreign and the doors gon' lift It sit low on the ground, it came with the tint I'm smokin' cookie inside of that bitch You can smell through the vent Hold up, drip, nigga got too much rinse Hold up, neck, wrist, pinky, water, somebody need call Flint I had to stay down with Quill (Lil Quill) Now look at this shit, boy, we done got rich We used to be jumpin' the fence But now we be jumpin' the line, go straight to the VIP I rock Burberry my life so Gucci don't wanna get married And I got all these racks on me, Givenchy hold my pants up I got racks, baby girl, what's happenin'? Baby girl, what's happenin'? Baby girl, what's happenin'? I had a pocket full of lint, huh, but that's past tense But now these hundreds real long, they forever lasting I could've been down the road, but I made it in rappin' I got some niggas don't care 'cause I'm on, they still be trappin' We used to sleep on the box spring, didn't have no mattress Used to eat noodles and pork and beans, we was late on the damn rent [Lil Quill:] We used to sleep on the floor on the box spring They tried to block me, now I'm on top, B (I'm on top) Like the topic, push-start the Ferrari Two hundred stashed in the safe, I didn't count these Double G on my pillow, it's comfy Strapped, please do not think about jumping Huh, pull up in the Ghost, I'm hunting, stunting Pull up with your bitch in an antique car Hmm, I got Mal with me Twenty-five racks just in Neimans for Mal and me Please stop callin' me unless you got racks just to talk to me If you don't, then I just depart ('Part) Race shit, I ain't talkin' no park (Hell nah) Back-cam come with the package, it help me park (Park) Huh, look at my car (Car) Goddamn man, a nigga came far (On God) [Yung Mal:] Racks, baby girl, what's happenin'? Baby girl, what's happenin'? Baby girl, what's happenin'? I had a pocket full of lint, huh, but that's past tense But now these hundreds real long, they forever lasting I could've been down the road, but I made it in rappin' I got some niggas don't care 'cause I'm on, they still be trappin' We used to sleep on the box spring, didn't have no mattress Used to eat noodles and pork and beans, we was late on the damn rent |
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