Bounty Hunters - YSN Flow, YSN Jayo

JD on the track

Iceberg want a bag, bitch

Put a bag on top his head, we get him gone, my brothers bounty hunters

You ain’t no real shooter, you take drugs and then you down to murder

12 been tryna build a case, that trap relocate, now the county jumpin'

We can’t take the chance, we smash the gas when we hear sirens blurpin'

What’s real or fake, man, they don’t know the difference, tell 'em hold a minute

Jumped in that water with piranhas, man, I really own the fishes

I had to go and cop a coupe 'cause I been gettin' so much chicken

I swear that money don’t mean shit, there’s more to life, my bros can get it

Feel like the first to touch a million, them niggas said it wasn’t possible

See, God done put me through some obstacles, I still ain’t got through those

Pineapple, I’m smoking on tropical, I love it when I’m this high

I told you I was shinin', ho, don’t ask me why my wrist bright

Dirty money match that double cup, I mix Sprite

Bad and bougie, need my bitch right

Amazing brain, I guess my bitch bright

You can try to change the world, they still gonna bring up all the dirt you did

Either way, I still be rich either off rap or all the work I did

This shit is earned, you gotta work for this

Put a bag on top his head, we get him gone, my brothers bounty hunters

You ain’t no real shooter, you take drugs and then you down to murder

12 been tryna build a case, that trap relocate, now the county jumpin'

We can’t take the chance, we smash the gas when we hear sirens blurpin'

What’s real or fake, man, they don’t know the difference, tell 'em hold a minute

Jumped in that water with piranhas, man, I really own the fishes

I had to go and cop a coupe 'cause I been gettin' so much chicken

I swear that money don’t mean shit, there’s more to life, my bros can get it

My life ain’t no facade, bitch, I’ve been livin' what you dream

My shoes is shinin', these VV diamonds, bitch, it’s blinding, can’t see what’s

behind me

Lately shit been foreign, all these clothes, bitches, and fast cars

Stars up in the ceiling, pour a four, I’m 'bout to blast off

The Wraith look like a spaceship so I had to take the tag off

I looked into my future and seen greatness, took the mask off

I started selling bag to hit the stu' and I got gas off

And now my engine roarin', sitting comfy in a Trackhawk

Put a bag on top his head, we get him gone, my brothers bounty hunters

You ain’t no real shooter, you take drugs and then you down to murder

12 been tryna build a case, that trap relocate, now the county jumpin'

We can’t take the chance, we smash the gas when we hear sirens blurpin'

What’s real or fake, man, they don’t know the difference, tell 'em hold a minute

Jumped in that water with piranhas, man, I really own the fishes

I had to go and cop a coupe 'cause I been gettin' so much chicken

I swear that money don’t mean shit, there’s more to life, my bros can get it