Rae Sremmurd – YMCA Lyrics

 

YMCA Lyrics

 

Crackin’ the code on the safe
This for the young n***** like YMCA
Talking ’bout breaking they ankles
Balling so hard almost signed a twelve day
Kick the hoes out, they bore me
I don’t know nothing about your sorority
DTF, thanks for informing me
Members only, can’t fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet
Throwing it up like it’s YMCA
Digital license plates
I can’t wait to hop out that twin 28
And they treat me like royalty
I mean gettin’ to the check a priority
Tryna book, gotta order me
We in the place so the conduct disorderly

We in the place so the conduct disorderly
Quit tryna speak to me so cordially
Dominatrix tryna torture me
Swae Lee got cash like he up in his 40s
I’m up in the morning
Ass fat and she throwing it towards me
I’m up in the stars
45 minutes up in the store
Hurry up, bring me that bag, she was matching
Stirring the cup, sipping my drank, yeah
Court side, delay the game with AD
Hurricane season, I flooded the AP
Even back then I was trusting the process
Bought her backstage now she want all access
Might as well give up, it’s a no contest
Looking in the mirror, damn, I get red carpet fresh

Crackin’ the code on the safe
This for the young n***** like YMCA
Talking ’bout breaking they ankles
Balling so hard almost signed a twelve day
Kick the hoes out, they bore me
I don’t know nothing about your sorority
DTF, thanks for informing me
Members only, can’t fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet
Throwing it up like it’s YMCA
Digital license plates
I can’t wait to hop out that twin 28
And they treat me like royalty
I mean gettin’ to the check a priority
Tryna book, gotta order me
We in the place so the conduct disorderly

This for the young n***** like YMCA
I’m balling like Wilt, I’m balling like Chamberlain
Stand on my neck ’cause my necklace keep dangling
Extraterrestrial, Jimmi’s a alien
Walk in the store and they treat me with kindness
Why ask the price when I know I’ma buy it
I need a cape ’cause I stay on some fly shit
Red carpet fresh but I ain’t got a stylist
Walk in the bank and they meet me in private
Maybach got trays like a plane I’ma pilot
Eating up the D like Italian
Bitch might be thicker then Megan Thee Stallion
I’m having options, don’t know what to say
Should I rock the Dior or Louis today?
The shrooms got me feeling like I’m on a wave
When I make a move they screaming hooray

Crackin’ the code on the safe
This for the young n***** like YMCA
Talking ’bout breaking they ankles
Balling so hard almost signed a twelve day
Kick the hoes out, they bore me
I don’t know nothing about your sorority
DTF, thanks for informing me
Members only, can’t fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet
Throwing it up like it’s YMCA
Digital license plates
I can’t wait to hop out that twin 28
And they treat me like royalty
I mean gettin’ to the check a priority
Tryna book, gotta order me
We in the place so the conduct disorderly