Young M.A – Klub Stories

Young M.A – Klub Stories Lyrics

Artist: Young M.A
Song: Klub Stories

All facts, too
No cap
Ay
Uh, pulled up to the club in a ‘Vette

Got three other foreigns that’s down with the set (Skrt, skrt)
Tino’s when I step, my drip is a threat
All my jewelry on wet, big drip
Heard opp n#gg# sending out threats

Got the big Draco in the ‘Vette, it’s a bet
Heard, say less
Get money, deal with them next (Man)
See a baddie, I’m gettin her number

Then one minute later I’m getting a text
Hello
She with 10 jawns, I’m with 10 n#gg#s
You know the gang f#ckin’ the rest (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Tell em to come to the section, the pull up no question
Henny, tequila to flex (Okay)
Few shots of the Henny I’m tipsy, I’m schmizzy
This sh#t got me textin my ex (g#dd#mn)

Smacked by 10: 45
Got searched but I’m still in the club with a nine
I see dimes in the spot
I’m hoppin’ on that time

I didn’t even peep you was that fine
She like, “What’s your name?”
I said “Wap”
She said “I hope you ain’t like my last man

That n#gg# garbage, trash can”
Me and bro hop out the whip with the wing on the back
Like Robin and Batman
Wap

I’m on point, so you know I ignored her
One wrong move, the gat blam
Oof, oof, see through sh#t, just like the CAT scan
Uh, And Wap will turn that boy to a ghost, like a Pac-Man (Mhm)

Too many b#tches in here to be worried about that man
Uh, I don’t gotta act out, got the club packed out
‘Cause I hold weight like a fat man (Big weight)
The shorties is on me, the forty is on me

I call this little n#gg# the black man (Sheesh)
Five other baddies just walked in the spot, tonight I’m bein’ a thot (Sheesh)
My n#gg#s is rowdy and rich, we lit, and we just tryin to beat up the box
She bad, I’m baggin’ her

She in the passenger
I play with her p#ss#, she playin’ my locks (Ooo Ooo)
We in the cool whip, I put on some new sh#t
She like “This sh#t is a bop”

She like, “You remember me wap?”
And I’m like, “Nah, I didn’t know you was that thick on IG
Damn, I thought you was a catfish, but in person you look like a bad b#tch”
Ay yo brodie, I tapped the other bro he looked at me like you better bag this

So what you think I did?
I bagged it, #ss real fat, and ain’t none of it plastic
She is the devil and I am a demon
If you got WAP for Wap it’s magic

She said what I said to her was fantastic
She feelin’ the drip and she lovin’ the fashion
I like your swag and you fly like Aladdin
She told me you said that sh#t with a passion

Uh, I’m takin my opps out, I’m brining the cash in
Backend money I’m stashin’ (Uh-huh)
I’m taking your b#tch, she gone, absent
We in the bed relaxin’ (Ooo, ooo, ooo)

She from Atlanta, I’m from New York
She said for me it’s the accent (Hello)
She love my songs, she love the lyrics
She put my sh#t in her captions (Hello)

I know she a groupie, I just want the coochie
I treat her like a treesh (Ooo, ooo, ooo)
b#tch I’m a thug
I don’t fall in love

I know you for the streets (Mhm)
The money on beauty but I am a beast
Got the big blood on the seats (Big blood)
She tryin to get me to trick on her

I told her, “Skeesh I don’t treat”
Hello
f#ck you mean
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From the album:
Off the Yak [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021