Bag Of Gold Pt. 2

(Hook: YSM Dylan)
YSM x YSN R$
Bitch

(Verse 1: YSN R$)
Big ass crips we getting bigger pull up on the scene and
You get a trigger'? shot on the face you know we lit'? getting
The money and exposed that, shit fake ass homies never gonna
Be mine she cut a leg of never gonna be kind messing with me we get a tool
Haters be hating and acting cool

(Verse 2: YSN R$)
If you got money then give me a featurе block is hot, run up
On the cop you will get shot spitting facts evеryday and night pull
Up on the scene we will throw a fight, hop on a jet smoking
Pack homies for life they will get piped, love for my family , love
For my homies we get the money and shoot like Coby

(Verse 3: YSN R$)
Homies love to hate on me gun on my waist we bodied a slave
Haters be stealing everyday piped on the city with the plate
Carving the house nobody belived me i got a guap , bodied a cop
Gucci my belts i run down the blocks, dissing fr, you get a
Lesson, getting my bands , came for this blessing

(Verse 4: YSM Dylan)
Fucking your bitch, she scream my name, hitting her back I just want
Fame, the bag of gold i'm staying the same, i'm getting the back nobody can change, cash, spend then reapate, those are the rules
To get a feat, i'm getting the back i need to eat, i'm getting the
Bag I never cheat, taking lights out we got the straps, take off so
We shoot their backs, young ski mask we never lack, yeah ysn we
Never cap

(Verse 5: YSM Dylan)
Posted on the block we got the blink, bitches twerking in the strips
We like their ass, they like it quick, we take all bitch we pulling tricks
Bitch, gang,gang,gang, motherfucker, bag of gold, I like the bag of gold, gang , ayo ysm x ysn rs bitch, we got this motherfuckers, bitch