Yung Mal
Yung Mal
Yung Mal & Pooh Shiesty
Yung Mal & Lil Quill
Yung Mal
Yung Mal & G Herbo
Yung Mal
Yung Mal & Real Taker
Yung Mal
Yung Mal & Lil Gotit
Yung Mal
Yung Mal & BIG30
Yung Mal
Yung Mal
Yung Mal & Slimelife Shawty
Yung Mal
Yung Mal
[Intro: Yung Mal]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga)
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Iceburg, bitch, I'm cold, bitch, I'm froze
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Like we won a Rose Bowl
Pull up in them Benzos, we don't ride no Volvo
They blowin' up my phone, lines tied, put 'em on, ho
If I go, then the gang go
Bitch, I got a bankroll
I drip down to my ankles
When you slide through the 6, boy, you gotta keep that thing close
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
I keep that blicky close, I gotta keep a bankroll (Okay, let's go)
Ridin' through the city of Atlanta, ain't no way I can go
Stood right in the storm with a Dior raincoat
I just hopped out of the Jag like, "Where the rain go?"
Let's go, let's go
I can blow your name up, I can blow your brains up
Say he hot, so flame him (Hot)
Lil' nigga, get your weight up (Blrrrd)
In her mouth likе retainers
Can't no young nigga game us
Pullеd up some nameless
She say money gotta gang us
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Iceburg, bitch, I'm cold, bitch, I'm froze
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Like we won a Rose Bowl
Pull up in them Benzos, we don't ride no Volvo
They blowin' up my phone, lines tied, put 'em on, ho
If I go, then the gang go
Bitch, I got a bankroll
I drip down to my ankles
When you slide through the 6, boy, you gotta keep that thing close
[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
It's a warzone on my side
Everybody gotta ride
We call that shit Roll Tide
Been thuggin' all my whole life
Been grindin' all my whole life
My brother in the hole, he got life plus some more, yeah
Gotta look out for his daughters, but that ain't even the hard part
My heart scarred, never had a ho card
Still in my hood, my car parked
What the fuck you think these guns for?
So many bands at the spot, this shit like Wells Fargo
My whole gang on they ass, we ballin' like never before
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Iceburg, bitch, I'm cold, bitch, I'm froze
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Like we won a Rose Bowl
Pull up in them Benzos, we don't ride no Volvo
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Iceburg, bitch, I'm cold, bitch, I'm froze
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Like we won a Rose Bowl
Pull up in them Benzos, we don't ride no Volvo