Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sinister, artist - YBN Cordae. Date of issue: 13.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sinister |
| Yeah, alright, my flow sinister |
| This ain't rap music, this straight literature |
| Small minded nigga, all your ideas miniature |
| They tend to hate on you when they can't get rid of ya |
| I ain't going nowhere, twenty year career minimum |
| Call Hit-Boy for beats, ask for ten of 'em |
| I don't follow trends my nigga, I swing the pendulum |
| If the bitch bag a dipshit, I'm gon' give her some |
| Let's reflect times, I try to collect minds from complex rhymes |
| And by the way, shoutout Tech N9ne, uh |
| Go and shut the fuck up, just let me talk, nigga (Shut the fuck up) |
| I'm a time bomb that's waiting to go off, nigga |
| Quitе nuclear, amazing what fame could do to ya |
| Too peculiar, although I'm truly a Rеnaissance starter |
| My mind divine, this shit take me a lot farther |
| Growing up, shit, I really had beef with my father |
| But why bother explaining my feelings? |
| Try harder but either way, they gon' paint you the villain |
| Eight months with no phone dawg, we aiming for brilliance |
| Hi-Level maintain in the building, nigga, we making a killing |
| Yeah, alright, my flow sinister |
| This ain't rap music, this straight literature |
| Small minded nigga, all your ideas miniature |
| They tend to hate on you when they can't get rid of ya |
| A wise man told me that silence never betrayed him |
| Keep your mouth shut 'cause niggas got ultimatums (Yeah) |
| Stupid situations the tongue often creates them (Yeah) |
| The motor mouth nigga is usually causing mayhem |
| Lil' Tune flow sinister, I'ma finish ya |
| Many men gon' need ministers, I made men of them |
| Enemies, I'm the enema, I'ma shit on them |
| Just like my keys, drop my genitals on her dental work |
| My thoughts I keep confidential or it's consequential |
| Our philosophies unidentical, I'm not into ya |
| My Siamese brother Benjamin, it's how I stick to him |
| These diamond Bs all VVs, I call em' Vivica |
| Skatin' underneath a bridge, stay hustling as it is |
| Make money, feed the kids, ain't nothing in the fridge |
| Wake up, repeat the sins, eight blunts, I needed ten |
| Stay muddy 'til the lid, eight hundred, eat a dick |
| Yeah, alright, my flow sinister (Yeah) |
| This ain't rap music, this straight literature (Mula) |
| Small minded nigga, all your ideas miniature (Yeah) |
| They tend to hate on you when they can't get rid of ya |
| I ain't going nowhere, twenty year career minimum |
| Call Hit-Boy for beats, ask for ten of 'em |
| I don't follow trends my nigga, I swing the pendulum |
| If the bitch bag a dipshit, I'm gon' give her some |
| Yeah, alright, my flow sinister (Yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah, alright, my flow sinister |
| Huh, yeah, alright, my flow sinister |
| Never lied in my rhymes, you can go ask Jennifer |
| That's my mom's name, I create and find change |
| My mindframe ensured that forever I reign, motherfucker |