More songs by Destroy Lonely
Description
The bass booms as if the concrete walls have decided to compete with the heart to see who can last longer. The words fly in broken pieces, but they all say the same thing: speed, money, muscles, no stop sign. The atmosphere is club-like, but not glamorous - more like a basement, where strobe lights turn faces into masks and fatigue is erased along with the concept of time. Here, the week turns into one long Sunday, and the only rule is not to slow down.
Lyrics and translation
Original
YVL
Young Vamp Life (Munyun), nigga, you know what I'm sayin'
(What up?)
Yeah, pour it up
I've got it jumpin', ha (jumpin'), baby, I'm stuntin', yeah (stuntin')
We do rest days for Sunday, yeah (yeah), move a pack through a sexy girl (whoa)
I ain't playin' with the money, I ain't playin' with them stacks (ain't playin' with my stacks)
Tell 'em we gonna bring out the cash (bring out the cash)
I'm goin' Jumanji, I'm countin' up (countin' up)
Fuck on that bitch, I'ma stash a brick (stash a brick)
Strong arming shit, I'ma flex a muscle (flex a muscle)
Punch on an opp, I've got bloody knuckles (bloody knuckles)
The Audemars bag's a whole bag (whole bag)
The Cartier tag a toe tag (toe tag)
I'm movin' too fast, they come in last (we come in last)
We step on that glass, it's in the trash (it's in the trash)
Lil' shawty got ass, she get a pass (yeah)
Smokin' on dope, this hella gas (whoa)
Ridin' around in Purge masks (purge masks)
I'm swingin' the 'Rari, gon' floor it fast (woah, floor it fast)
I'm blowin' cash with no advance (whoa, yeah)
Lil' bitch, my pad look like two cribs (whoa, whoa)
I'm pressin' the gas with no brakes (whoa, whoa)
Count up from Sunday to Saturday (whoa)
I make a ho do what Simon say (whoa, whoa)
I've got her down with the O gang (double-O)
I'm on a jet, I'm playin' spades (yeah)
Quarter-million deposits, okay
I blow an M in 30 days (go)
Takin' trips 'cross the world with that contraband (munyun)
I whip the Charger, go country, man (yeah)
She gon' eat up the dick, she hungry, man (whoa, whoa)
Blow that money, real shit, yes, I'm the man (whoa, you dig?)
I'm back on the road, I've been tourin' now (tourin')
Fast lane, ain't no slowin' down (skrrt)
I hold up my bitch 'cause she hold me down (bite)
Live this life like a vamp, got superpowers (yeah)
Young Vamp Life, check out the ice (Young Vamp Life, nigga)
Might play with me once, can't play me twice (ha-ha)
Put a sight on the stick to be precise (blatt)
I could change your life, talk to me nice, money (Munyun)
Young Vamp Life, nigga, you know what I mean
I've got it jumpin', ha (jumpin'), baby, I'm stuntin', yeah (stuntin')
We do rest days for Sunday, yeah (yeah), move a pack through a sexy girl
I ain't playin' with the money, I ain't playin' with them stacks (ain't playin' with my stacks)
Tell 'em we gonna bring out the cash (bring out the cash)
I'm goin' Jumanji, I'm countin' up (I'm countin' up)
Fuck on that bitch, I'ma stash a brick (yeah)
Strong army shit, I'ma flex a muscle (Young Vamp Life, diamonds, shit)
Punch on an opp, I've got bloody knuckles (ice)
The Audemars bag's a whole bag
The Cartier tag a toe tag (ha, ha)
I'm movin' too fast, they come in last (uh, yeah, yeah)
We step on that glass, it's in the trash (pussy)
Lil' shawty got ass, she get a pass (yeah, whoa)
Get a pass