Download another hot clean mp3 audio song lyrics by Dark Poet and this amazing music is titled “Yung Boss Ft. Yung6ix & Dremo”.
Finally, the song is pulled from his newly released body of work “No Cap EP”.
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[Lyrics]
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Dp
Now they know what my name is
Spit it like you never ever heard me on your playlist
Spit it like you never hear from artist you considered A list
Cause I do this for the fans
And y’all do this to get famous
But I ain’t beefing pass over the veg
Got my mind in 3G they push me over the Edge
Push back with a sledge i
Never ever plan to disappoint the fans is something that I pledged
But i I been away for too long
And I ain’t hit em with a verse or a new song
I don’t know what you on
Was trying to get my coupe on
While you was in the building trying to get a free coupon
You dead wrong I ain’t blaming the shooter
Only trying to pop cris like we was hating on luda
One of the realest in
Ain’t no way we fronting
Been fucking since age 9 been a long time cumin nigga
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Six
Fuck the introduction
It’s KOS you could google it
They looking at me strange
Like I came in here with a baphomet
All I did was make music
And I made some lil bar from it
Apart from it
Murder was the case and I fathered it
It goes
Bang bang
Bang bang
Like the fela song
The ish that we be rolling
Girl I swear that ish be fela long
Pull up on a Mainland in shrine watching fela songs
Shawty she get 15min play her like a fela song
Steady losing my sleep girl this ain’t fun to me
She said she really don’t care
6ix you the one to me
But life is really not fair
Right could be wrong to me
Since I made some funds
The ladies saying they fond of me
Flexing everyday living like I won the lotto
Pushing that benzema i be balling like Ronaldo
I’m collecting everyday and money going viral
Life is a movie baby
I don’t need a title
Six
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Code name, Dremo
Yung boss no be small pikin
I gat lots of anonymous
People calling us but we not picking
Walai omo
my eye color fit make you call me a republican
Me and my boys got too much of sauce
But bros your still dey for your mums kitchen
Trust me, Cross me
You gon need the name of the father son and the Holy Spirit
Mehn you gotta know before hand
The A is for Arm so When I say A men
Is coming at you that’s a bunch of killers
She wanna go down south on an African for some rand but me o mind
Wo bo Shey raw, I’m trying to roll with her
Like brown papers I’m sky scrapper high
Yung6ix, darkpoet and I
Think out the box
Cause we probably got a lot on our mind
Lemme tell you something you know
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Dp
Now they know what my name is
Spit it like you never ever heard me on your playlist
Spit it like you never hear from artist you considered A list
Cause I do this for the fans
And y’all do this to get famous
But I ain’t beefing pass over the veg
Got my mind in 3G they push me over the Edge
Push back with a sledge i
Never ever plan to disappoint the fans is something that I pledged
But i I been away for too long
And I ain’t hit em with a verse or a new song
I don’t know what you on
Was trying to get my coupe on
While you was in the building trying to get a free coupon
You dead wrong I ain’t blaming the shooter
Only trying to pop cris like we was hating on luda
One of the realest in
Ain’t no way we fronting
Been fucking since age 9 been a long time cumin nigga
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Six
Fuck the introduction
It’s KOS you could google it
They looking at me strange
Like I came in here with a baphomet
All I did was make music
And I made some lil bar from it
Apart from it
Murder was the case and I fathered it
It goes
Bang bang
Bang bang
Like the fela song
The ish that we be rolling
Girl I swear that ish be fela long
Pull up on a Mainland in shrine watching fela songs
Shawty she get 15min play her like a fela song
Steady losing my sleep girl this ain’t fun to me
She said she really don’t care
6ix you the one to me
But life is really not fair
Right could be wrong to me
Since I made some funds
The ladies saying they fond of me
Flexing everyday living like I won the lotto
Pushing that benzema i be balling like Ronaldo
I’m collecting everyday and money going viral
Life is a movie baby
I don’t need a title
Six
My nigga ball no be Ronaldo
I got the sauce no be tomato
Oya commot road
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Fuck the fame when we making pay
We making money no be say today
Oya commot play
Yung boss no be small pikin
Yung boss no be small pikin
Code name, Dremo
Yung boss no be small pikin
I gat lots of anonymous
People calling us but we not picking
Walai omo
my eye color fit make you call me a republican
Me and my boys got too much of sauce
But bros your still dey for your mums kitchen
Trust me, Cross me
You gon need the name of the father son and the Holy Spirit
Mehn you gotta know before hand
The A is for Arm so When I say A men
Is coming at you that’s a bunch of killers
She wanna go down south
