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Yung Pinch

Genres: Hip-Hop

Insecure Lyrics - Yung Pinch

Matics on the wave 

I'm so insecure when that door don't close 

3400, fuck these niggas 

All y'all niggas 

Yung Pinch and his woes 

Young BL$$D, boy, you saucy 

BL$$D 

 

Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas 

You know that I gotta get bands (bands) 

All of that, all of that shit 

I just want, all of that shit 

Gettin' a whole lot of bitches, a whole lot of mamas 

I just want all of them bitches (your bitch) 

I just want all of them hoes (takin' your bitch) 

I just want all of that shit 

I want the moon and I want the sun 

Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun 

Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun 

Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun 

All of these fuck niggas really my sons, uh 

No pun intended, uh 

No pun intended, uh 

Kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah 

 

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Is it my time? I can feel it 

Is it my time? I can feel it 

Is it my time? I can feel it 

Yeah 

 

Pull up on that ho in extended 

It's me and Guapdad in the building 

Double cup, pints through the ceiling 

Yeah, Fauni, you know he gon' kill it 

Look, beach boy been gassin' 

Hi-Tech, high fashion, yeah 

This swag everlastin', yeah 

Come on, girls, get it passin' 

Yeah, uh 

She fuck every guy in the building 

I take this shit to the ceiling 

Fuck me, she lovin' the feeling 

Hold up, wait 

They ain't fuckin' with the beach boy 

I put that shit on my mom (mom) 

Swear to God, they don't mean nada (nada) 

I'm smokin' on bomb like Osama 

Straight from the Bay with some commas 

Girl, I am not with that drama 

Homie, he playin' the lotto 

Stop, hold up, I spend this shit 

How she be spittin' on my dick 

Heard she fuckin' with the crew now 

She right on my list (right on my list) 

Finna go and hit the club 

Yeah, I'm finna fuck it up (I'm finna fuck it up) 

She might be fallin' in love now 

I'm finna dip 

 

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Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas 

You know that I gotta get bands (bands) 

All of that, all of that shit 

I just want, all of that shit 

Gettin' a whole lot of bitches, a whole lot of mamas 

I just want all of them bitches (takin' your bitch) 

I just want all of them hoes (takin' your bitch) 

I just want all of that shit (that shit) 

I want the moon and I want the sun (I want the sun now) 

Juugin', finessin', 'til I see the sun 

Juugin', finessin', 'til I see the sun 

Juugin', finessin', 'til I see the sun 

All of these fuck niggas really my sons, uh 

No pun intended, uh 

No pun intended, uh 

Kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah 

 

Gucci flame, all on my shoes 

I'm in the West, ho wanna snooze 

Ho, this ain't gin, and ho, this ain't juice 

We got some loud, you got some boof 

Inside my head is the Fountain of Youth 

I got 24 karats on every tooth 

Girl, you know I got credit, the bands on my lap 

Aluminum for your nigga, it's a wrap 

Guapdad and we're findin' your bitch 

This ain't my girlfriend, this a bitch 

Bitcoin in my wallet, it's blessed 

Scam boy, and this bitch is a check 

Great Lake on my neck 

Polar ice on my wrist 

I'ma die with these hoes on my dick 

I'ma die with these hoes on my dick 

 

Is it my time? I'm so insecure when that door don't close 

When that door don't close 

Is it my time? I'm so insecure when that door don't close 

When that door don't close 

 

Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas 

You know that I gotta get bands (bands) 

All of that, all of that shit 

I just want, all of that shit 

Gettin' a whole lot of bitches, a whole lot of mamas 

I just want all of them bitches (your bitch) 

I just want all of them hoes (takin' your bitch) 

I just want all of that shit 

I want the moon and I want the sun 

Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun 

Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun 

Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun 

All of these fuck niggas really my sons, uh 

No pun intended, uh 

No pun intended, uh 

Kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah 

 

I'm so insecure, kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah 

I'm so insecure 

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