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Yung Bans & Lil Tjay
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Yung Bans & 03 Greedo & XXXTENTACION
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Yung Bans & Gunna & Young Thug
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Yung Bans & Slim Santana
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Yung Bans & NAV & Lil Durk
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On “ENEMIES,” Atlanta rapper Yung Bans enlists the help of NAV and Lil Durk on the introspective song. On the MISUNDERSTOOD track, the artists discuss the large number of people who disapprove of their success and attack their opposition for being disloyal.
[Intro: Yung Bans]
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Hmm, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me? Yeah
Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
That Glock come dark skin
Caught a case, I was locked in
Street shit, I was locked in
Came from them apartments
Gotta watch who plottin', 'cause niggas flodgin'
Bullets, we dodgin', gotta take precautions
What you gon' do when you run out of money?
What you gon' do when you can't serve a junkie?
Asked you once, "Do you really love me?"
Know you a snake 'cause you snaked your cousin
I take drugs, prescription, how you love them niggas?
Durkio too official, we ain't into it with niggas
Them statements got your initials, I can't get caught with pistols
Undercover agents, they was shoppin' with you
I take a lot to get to, I take a lot to get to
[Verse 2: Yung Bans]
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
Hundred thousand all hundreds, young nigga been thuggin'
I been juggin', not joggin', came straight out the gutter
Pussy niggas with money, they get on my fuckin' nerves
Leave that bullshit for the birds, in a hotbox gettin' curved
Mama told me I ain't learn, had to do that on my own
Ridin' with that fuckin' chrome, this is why I wrote this song
I ain't even write this song, swear this shit straight off the dome
Put the chrome to your dome, send your pussy nigga home
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me? Yeah
Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you
[Verse 3: NAV]
Coffins, get some coffins (Coffins)
I'm tired of hearing all this talkin' (Tired)
Chalk in, get the chalk in
My dogs gon' bite, they ain't just barkin' (Yeah)
Can't trust her based off what she would do for a Birkin (Hell nah)
She from the hood, her cousin jackboy puttin' work in
When she met me, tried to tell me she a virgin (Me, cap)
Knew she was lyin' as soon as I seen her twerk it (Twerk, twerk, yeah)
And catch the ones from the sky (Work, work, yeah)
I know that look in her eyes (I know)
Since my first milli', I don't know who I can trust, dawg (Yeah)
Feels like lately all my loose ties gettin' cut off (Yeah)
Ain't tryna fuck lately, I'm tellin' bitches fuck off (Yeah)
Workin' hard, never dependin' on no luck, dawg (Yeah)
Celibate the way I never gave a fuck, dawg
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me? Yeah
Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you
Enemies was written by Yung Bans & NAV & Lil Durk & Murda Beatz & Bobby Raps & Brndn.
Enemies was produced by Murda Beatz & Bobby Raps.