Album Cover HIStory (feat. Bigga Rankin)

HIStory (feat. Bigga Rankin)

YFN LUCCI

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A fact of life is that we will be remembered more for what we destroy

Than what we built. history is written by the victors

That′s why we must win at all costsThis your story! take off young nigga

Uh, yeahhhh, uh, I told the bitch this a dinner date

She wanna fuck on me then stay

Pulled off in a stingray

Soft topped her

Babe Ruth knocked the socks off her

No softball, I'm an outlaw

You a cornball, like a hot sauce

Yeah, gotta lil packed out

I got them racks on me right now

I touched a 30 ′fore I did my first show

Shawty had them thangs for the low

Who asked shawty? Hell if I know

Parked the Benz at the front door

Uhh, Cartiers on me, these frames can't snatch these from me, Deebo

Rest In Peace, my nigga Geno

We was on the front street

Had a Mac 10, I was 14

We was going everywhere 4 deep

Parked the green Benz right across the street

Air Force 1 whiter than a key

Big Dog bark then they go eat

They go spark shit 'bout me

Yeah, niggas all on my line talking about "they starving"

Nigga, we used to starve back then

Fucked up, we used to rob back then

Lucked up, hit on some cars back then

Where the hell were y′all boys at then?

Packed up in milk cars back then?

We ain′t seen homeboy since when?

I ain't trying to do no more features

I don′t like you, I don't need you

I′m go slide about my people

I'm go lay down and do time, my freedom

I can′t go nowhere without my Nina

(I can't go nowhere without my Nina)

Look, this is HIStory

Everything a true story

Niggas switched, that shit tore me

You ain't never did shit for me

See wonder my bitch warned me

I ain′t listen, that shit haunt me

I′m fucked up but I'm still learning

I can′t let a nigga "Big Worm" me

Uh, th' fuck you mean I can make HIStory

Martin Luther was a nigga beast

Shit, Barack Obama, was no Kennedy

How is you go get rid of me?

Show these fuck niggas no sympathy

Got a drum on it, no symphony

Got a bomb on it like I′m OD

Smoking 'fore nigga when I′m OT

Big dawg, niggas know me

Spent 15 on my nose ring

L'il Spanish bitch keep my clothes clean

Got a white bitch but her nose clean

Lay on a pot, wipe your nose clean

Lay on the opps like a whole king

When the boost was out, we was chirping

You ain't never put no work in

Yeahh, get the money and drugs then we out

Yeah, we put the money in the mattress

But we ain′t got no drugs in the house

Yeah, before I leave I grab my ratchet

I just can′t get caught without it, yeah

I told my my momma it's a habit

I ain′t been living without it

Yeah yeahhhh

Uh, I got Houston packed out

I got a 100 on me right now

We popped 100 bottles

Fucked 100 models, had the youngins getting turned out

Pulled up them semi-autos

Get them fully autos,I need everything wiped out

Feeling like, Boosie, bitch come wipe me down

Feeling like, Pac, when I'm on the brown

Yeah, this is HIStory

Everything a true story

Niggas switched, that shit tore me

You ain′t never did shit for me

See wonder my bitch warned me

I ain't listen, that shit haunt me

I′m fucked up but I'm still learning

I can't let a nigga "Big Worm" me

Uh, got the alpha pack out

I got them racks on me right now, yeah

I got Aces packed out

I got them racks on me right now

We in VLive right now

I got them racks on me right now, yeah

Par... uh uh uh... front door

Park the Benz at the front door, yeahh. (Skirt!)