YenYana – West Lyrics

West – YenYana Lyrics

Mm, Mm (Woosh, damn)

It’s a Sunday, i ain’t hitting church

I gotta keep moving, gotta keep my pain

My fit got on diamonds, call this VVS (Slat)

Gotta stay on my grind, I hope that this is worth it

I got check for the thrower

Backstage with a wallet of cash (Woo)

Backstage she be shaking as on me

Either way if I don’t make it I got sensei

I’ll expose you if you ever come out and try to say shit about my name

Hardest female rapper in the game, I swear (Sht)

Hardest female rapper in the game (I swear)

Keep my location off i don’t want them to be dead on me

Keep my location off incase a n*gga spying on me

Keep the beam tuck, casе I gotta swish some macoroni

Ain’t no play, huh, if you play bout your life your done, thеn your done

I’m at the cross roads at the night, I’m getting swung

I did it right yeah I did it wrong

(Woosh, damn)

It’s a Sunday, i ain’t hitting church

I gotta keep moving, gotta keep my pain

This a freak, of course I ain't saying names

I got ball knowledge when it comes to this game

Your dude he is a lame

You reverted back to a lame

You said that you was gonna change

One, two, three, four

I wanna know the truth, about you

About you