Yung Cort
Yung Cort
Yung Cort
Yung Cort &
Yung Cort & BOLOGNABITCH
Yung Cort
Yung Cort
Yung Cort
Yung Cort
Yung Cort
Yung Cort & BOLOGNABITCH
Yung Cort & Yung Kage (Rapper)
Yung Cort & Tully (Rapper) & BOLOGNABITCH
Yung Cort & BOLOGNABITCH
[Verse 1: ViralMeezy]
Ohh, walk in the store (Ohh)
What you feeling now?
Bitch just let me know (Ohh)
Had to throw it up
Yeah, my pocket's froze
Where the fuck was y'all
Where the fuck was y'all
Blew a hundred next
Had to buy this up
Diamonds for the low
I got night, fuck the stars
Shawty, where you go
I drip to the floor
I drip for the rocks
Like my jet, I fly
Wait, got my 30 in my phantom, woah-oh
Big 30, weight like shit, he wanna float-oh
Big 30, with my Glock, might just blow up
N*ggas shooting for themselves, like they shootin hard
Big guap, like no telling what the fuck we doing
Woah-oh, king, like a father
Good credit, and my 30 with extendo
I might fuck up, once or twicе, oh
Do you love me now?
Why you held mе to it?
She don't even care
Why you gotta do it?
Why you gotta say it?
I'm like, hella zooted
Are you zooted too?
Do you need me too?
Why you do this, ooh
Bitch, fuck you too
Oh my god, I fuck that bitch, like I'm Fury too
I be hard, with my 30 and my 50 too
Got guap, and my 30 like the shootin' too
Big guap, and it seem like I'll blow it too (Hey, yeah, like I'll blow it too, yeah I'll blow it too)
[Verse 1: Yung Cort]
Yeah
Bitch
Wish I could talk 'bout my feelings, uh
Wish I could talk to my ceiling, uh
No one knows what I'm feeling, uh
Give her dick, she start peeling
Smoking a rapper, yuh, bitch I'm dapper, yuh
Smoking a rapper, yuh, bitch I'm dapper, yuh
She got the booty, might give her some cooties
And I got the booty, cash not cake, bruh
[Outro: Yung Cort]
That's all for today
Imma just kick it here then
Like if you know that reference, by the way
Only real kids know