Dis & That Lyrics – NBA Youngboy – .com

Dis & That Lyrics by NBA Youngboy is latest English song with music also given by Jason Goldberg, Leor Shevah, India Got Them Beats & Yakree. Dis & That song lyrics are written by Jason Goldberg, Leor Shevah, India Got Them Beats, Yakree & NBA Youngboy.

Dis & That Lyrics - NBA Youngboy

Dis & That Song Detail

Song Name: Dis & That
Singer: NBA Youngboy
Composer: Jason Goldberg, Leor Shevah, India Got Them Beats, Yakree
Lyrics by: Jason Goldberg, Leor Shevah, India Got Them Beats, Yakree, NBA Youngboy

Dis & That Lyrics

Mommy, india got the beats
Leor, light it up
Let me tell you, what?
Thanks yakree
F**k

They ain’t let me in this bi**h in a lil’ minute and I’m bootin’ up
They done let me in this bi**h with all my ni**as and I’m tooled up
These ni**as got me f**ked up
“Youngboy, they got you f**ked up?”
These ni**as never touched us
Bi**h, you know I’ll get you busted up

They like “dis that, dis that”, please get off my d**k now
You know that I don’t give no f**k, get mad and get yo’ bi**h gone
I’m like “big stacks, big stacks”, it’s lil’ youngboy and I’m rich now
All those gunners trail me ’round, while I’m ridin’ through the town

Say “lil daddy calm down, ‘fore I whoop you like my son, bi**h”
Ridin’ ’round on that dumb s**t, hundred round drums in these sticks
I’m tooted up, I’m booted up, I’m out my body in this bi**h
Stuntin’ for that hoe, you a make a ni**a leave yo’ body in front that bi**h
Clean on for anything, nothing ‘bout gang pendants ’round
Soon as I touch the city, they know it’s murder in town
Yeah, I don’t f**k around, bi**h, I say “dump it down”
Drawl down with them dirty sticks and go to dumpin’ ’round this bi**h
I cannot stop buckin’, bi**h, I’m chewed up, drugs inside my body
I’m leanin’ hard off that r, they a think I’m on the roxy
They know lil brotha ready for to spin, call ’em kamikaze (spin)
Suicidal slime, but we gon’ stop ’em, know that he gon’ pop ya
Quando ’bout that jump out gang (yeah)
Make these ni**as hold up
Nothin’ but green flags around this bi**h
These pu**y ni**as froze up (gang)
They only zipped one of us up
Left five his brothers with they toes up
Pu**y ni**a with all that rapping, and he know what up
Play with me it’s going down, ni**a

My mama say “it’s thug life in that nawf”
That’s where I’m found, ni**a
My young ni**a caught up in that drug life, he distributin’ them pounds, ni**a
Hold on, bow, yeah, let me do my dance for all these hoes
Hold on, bow, ni**a, money fannin’, then I touch my toes

They ain’t let me in this bi**h in a lil’ minute and I’m bootin’ up
They done let me in this bi**h with all my ni**as and I’m tooled up
These ni**as got me f**ked up
“Youngboy, they got you f**ked up?”
These ni**as never touched us
Bi**h, you know I’ll get you busted up

They like “dis that, dis that”, please get off my d**k now
You know that I don’t give no f**k, get mad and get yo’ bi**h gone
I’m like “big stacks, big stacks”, it’s lil’ youngboy and I’m rich now
All those gunners trail me ’round, while I’m ridin’ through the town

Man, tell that youtuber or streamer whatever he is
“stop playing wit’ me, bi**h”
’cause I ain’t layin’ like that, know them gunners layin’ wit’ me, bi**h
I ain’t got no instagram, no social media, I wasn’t talkin’ to your bi**h
Old ugly a*s bi**h, you disgusting, man, ya’ll ni**as make me sick

Oh, now I’m in this bi**h, yeah, I’m on five sticks, yeah
Leanin’ bad, it’s loose or win, I’m divin’ in yo’ s**t, yeah
This that slime s**t, play dumb, loose yo’ mind quick
Them who all them rappers hate
Ni**a, know that’s my clique (ni**a, that’s murder gang)

They ain’t let me in this bi**h in a lil’ minute and I’m bootin’ up
They done let me in this bi**h with all my ni**as and I’m tooled up
These ni**as got me f**ked up
“Youngboy, they got you f**ked up?”
These ni**as never touched us (know it)
Bi**h, you know I’ll get you busted up

They like “dis that, dis that”, please get off my d**k now
You know that I don’t give no f**k, get mad and get yo’ bi**h gone
I’m like “big stacks, big stacks”, it’s lil’ youngboy and I’m rich now
All those gunners trail me ’round, while I’m ridin’ through the town

Triple [?], 38, bankroll
We gon’ leave ’em stretched, he just ain’t know
Pu**y ni**a, huh, get down

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