YFN Lucci – The King

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Think It’s A Game
Alexander McQueen for the king huh

[Chorus]
Alexander McQueen for the king huh
Whole cup full of codeine huh
Put a bounty on your whole team huh
I ain’t gotta touch a triple beam now yeah
But I work that chopper with that beam on it yeah
Walked in Alexander McQueen on me
Alexander McQueen for the king
Ima king

[Verse 1]
Everybody safe, crib by the lake
L’s on the gate, you got a whole lot of tom but we got .308
I got a whole lotta heat can’t wait to bake a cake yeah
For my dawgs Ima go I got young niggas can’t wait to catch a body for me bro
Like a hurricane we gon fuck the whole scene up
Like a hurricane we gon fuck the whole scene up
Under law came then the dawg came
Some of my dawgs changed, some of my cars changed
Can’t believe already got Balmain
And I really spent a quarter on my dawg chain

[Chorus]
Alexander McQueen for the king huh
Whole cup full of codeine huh
Put a bounty on your whole team huh
I ain’t gotta touch a triple beam now yeah
But I work that chopper with that beam on it yeah
Walked in Alexander McQueen on me
Alexander McQueen for the king
Ima king

[Verse 2]
Shoutout to the Crips and Bloods who gon bust somethin’
I ain’t really never had no love for no fuck boy
I ain’t really never put my trust in no fuck boy
Never gave a fuck about no niggas, we got ammunition
Nigga pillow talkin’ wit they bitches, all in they feelings
Cold hearted nigga get the boy missin’ yeah uh
Go yard edition wit a whole ticket in it
Whole ticket in it I was walkin’ in the building I got yo bitches wit me
I went yellow bone crazy I got so many bitches I got so many killers I got so many different kind of

[Chorus]
Alexander McQueen for the king huh
Whole cup full of codeine huh
Put a bounty on your whole team huh
I ain’t gotta touch a triple beam now yeah
But I work that chopper with that beam on it yeah
Walked in Alexander McQueen on me
Alexander McQueen for the king
Ima king

YFN Lucci – No More / No Way At All (Interlude) Lyrics

“No More”

[Intro]
It’s Buddha Beats
Uh, fuck is going on, talk your shit nigga
Uh, they ain’t fucking with my flow I’m the greatest yeah
All this dope in a bowl I’m straight yeah
Ima young fly nigga and I made it yeah

[Chorus]
Aye we ain’t worried bout nun, too many bitches I don’t need no more yeah
I been drinkin’ I don’t need no more yeah
Smoke a pound I don’t need no more yeah
A hundred round nothin’ less we got more uh
Oh don’t bring them niggas round me no more yeah yeah
I been thinkin’ to myself I want smoke yeah
All these bitches we don’t need no more yeah
We were broke boy now no more

[Verse 1]
Heaven or hell we gotta go but I can’t go to jail
I caught every sale I ain’t lying but I can’t go back there yeah
I ain’t paying no nigga to do it I know he might tell yeah
If I want it nigga dead I’m coming myself
You know I show and tell, light a L, and spray the block with shells, damn too many Glocks in here
Fuck the cops and whoever else
Shoot up the block, hit whoever there
If he ain’t dead get him a wheelchair
Stretch him out, let him chill there
All in yo spot like we live there, know we well now we in the air, we on the leer now everywhere
Bitch talmbout she came to chill, told that bitch get out, if you ain’t talkin’ bout no M’s I can’t hear a sound

[Chorus]
Too many bitches I don’t need no more yeah
I been drinkin’ I don’t need no more yeah
Smoke a pound I don’t need no more yeah
A hundred round nothin’ less we got more uh
Oh don’t bring them niggas round me no more yeah yeah
I been thinkin’ to myself I want smoke yeah
All these bitches we don’t need no more yeah
We were broke boy now no more

[Verse 2]
They ain’t us, plain jane us, too much gang huh
I can’t wait up I never give up the game nah
Dammit we fucked the game up, I got too much to gain now
I came too far to change now, I can’t put all my chains down yeah
Ima young fly nigga we came wit nothin’, too busy somewhere stuntin’, you never gettin’ money
On my way hearin’ somethin’ but no I’m not fearin’ nothin’, put some money on everybody, I mean everybody
I didn’t know it no, when we were growin’ up, I caught cases growin’ up, yeen ever lace a truck, yeen ever hit shit up
I been down I been up, always got my pistol tuck
My chains always tangled up yeah

[Chorus]
Too many bitches I don’t need no more yeah
I been drinkin’ I don’t need no more yeah
Smoke a pound I don’t need no more yeah
A hundred round nothin’ less we got more uh
Oh don’t bring them niggas round me no more yeah yeah
I been thinkin’ to myself I want smoke yeah
All these bitches we don’t need no more yeah
We were broke boy now no more uh

“No Way At All”

[Intro]
Hahahahaha it’s Buddha Beats

[Verse]
Better know from fuckin’ wit ya just know it’s real
Better know if you fuck with me you gettin’ killed
Shit real spill niggas’ll die to live the life I lived
You new nigga better pay homage I’m what got you here
I know them niggas all in ya ear yeah
Them niggas know how I end careers yeah
Niggas clique’in’ up these niggas bitch as fuck and all of these niggas bitches I fucked yeah
We puttin’ numbers up, nigga get ya jumper up
I’m on the road everyday you know my duffel stuffed
Crushed whole lot of ice crushed whole lot of choppers over here what we gon fight for
Heard them nigga tellin’ man them folk tried to indict bruh
We don’t do the internet, boy you better tighten up
Catch you at the interstate we don’t like to type bruh
Man I swear ain’t too many like us

[Chorus]
Funny how they hate when you on
Came in the game on my own
Ain’t no way we gon fall
Ain’t no way at all uh
Never let ’em tell you what you can’t nah
If there’s a will there’s a way uh uh
You think we came to the top just to fall
Oh ain’t no way at all

Think It’s A Game

YFN Lucci – At My Best Lyrics

[Intro]
June your a genius
Know we started from the bottom nigga
Think It’s A Game
You know you don’t hustle you don’t eat nigga
You know if you broke you don’t sleep nigga
You know, long live all my niggas
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Look, aye keep that Glock by my tommy
Boy you know you pussy like right beneath her lil’ tummy
I am the bomb and I advise you pussies stay far from me
[?] high come drummin’
Flow sick I might vomit
Drop a brick on they head they better not hit no stomach
All this lead in this pencil I’ma erase sum
I’m from the gutter where snitches wear wires
Ridin’ with mack and I ain’t talkin’ bout that boy off of The Wire
Mack 11 on my side but that boy not a minor
Make me come find ya
Know I’m havin’ like your boss make me come sign ya
You know that yapper bring the bitch up out him
They know a punk bitch ain’t ever got shit up out him yeah
Aye I can only hear the money you copy
Play wit my dawg and we gon bring it to ya door like we tryna make sure you got it
I use to make the honor roll but I ain’t make it through college
Aye nowadays I might push the Rolls Royce down Collins

[Chorus]
At your best, you are love yeah
Look, see we were broke I had to make sure we got it
I swear it took a long time but I still went and got it yeah
That’s a boss, that’s a boss yeah
When you make it out, never leave your family out yeah
I’ma boss went and bought a house, paid it off yeah
I’ma ball on them sucka ’till my casket fall yeah
At your best, you are love yeah
Ain’t a thang they could say about me
I swear when you at your best can’t a thang stop ya

[Verse 2]
I love cheese like a rat, nigga you a rat
My bitch weave cost a rack
And bitch we don’t internet beef we just wack shit
Louie backpack stay filled with them jacks in it
Diamonds dancin’ like Michael my bitch a Janet
I’ma put my brother on and have my man’s lit
Aye you know Boxdale with that pull up sprayin’ shit
Aye ain’t a dollar in this world to make my man switch
You wear a skirt nigga, that ain’t no man shit
They checkin’ everybody but the one they hang wit
Got my niggas down bad, lil’ niggas tellin’ on my niggas and you proud of that?

[Chorus]
That’s a boss, that’s a boss yeah
When you make it out, never leave your family out yeah
I’ma boss went and bought a house, paid it off yeah
I’ma ball on them sucka ’till my casket fall yeah
At your best, you are love yeah
Ain’t a thang they could say about me
I swear when you at your best can’t a thang stop ya yeah hey

[Outro]
At your best you are love, ain’t a thang they could say bout me
I’ma talk my shit nigga, fly nigga