YFN Lucci – At My Best (Lyrics & Video)

Lyrics “At My Best” by YFN Lucci

June your a genius
Know we started from the bottom n**ga
Think it’s a game
You know you don’t hustle you don’t eat n**ga
You know if you broke you don’t sleep n**ga
You know, long live all my n**gas, yeah

Look, aye keep that Glock by my tommy
Boy you know you p**sy like right beneath her lil’ tummy
I am the bomb and I advise you pu**ies stay far from me
Nick how I come drummin’, flow sick I might vomit

Drop a brick on they head they better not hit no stomach
All this lead in this pencil I’ma erase sum
I’m from the gutter where snitches wear wires
Ridin’ with mack and I ain’t talkin’ bout that boy off of The Wire
Mack 11 on my side but that boy not a minor

Make me come find ya
Know I’m havin’ like your boss make me come sign ya
You know that yapper bring the b**ch up out him
They know a punk b**ch ain’t ever got s**t up out him yeah
Aye I can only hear the money you copy

Play wit my dawg and we gon bring it to ya door
Like we tryna make sure you got it
I use to make the honor roll but I ain’t make it through college
Aye nowadays I might push the Rolls Royce down Collins

At your best, you are love yeah
Look, see we were broke I had to make sure we got it
I swear it took a long time but I still went and got it yeah
That’s a boss, that’s a boss yeah
When you make it out, never leave your family out yeah

I’ma boss went and bought a house, paid it off yeah
I’ma ball on them sucka ’till my casket fall yeah
At your best, you are love yeah
It ain’t a thang they could say about me
I swear when you at your best can’t a thang stop ya

I love cheese like a rat, n**ga you a rat
My b**ch weave cost a rack
And b**ch we don’t internet beef we just wack s**t
Louie backpack stay filled with them jacks in it
Diamonds dancin’ like Michael my b**ch a Janet
I’ma put my brother on and have my man’s lit

Aye you know Boxdale with that pull up sprayin’ s**t
Aye ain’t a dollar in this world to make my man switch
You wear a skirt n**ga, that ain’t no man s**t
They checkin’ everybody but the one they hang wit
Got my n**gas down bad
Lil’ n**gas tellin’ on my n**gas and you proud of that

That’s a boss, that’s a boss yeah
When you make it out, never leave your family out yeah
I’ma boss went and bought a house, paid it off yeah
I’ma ball on them sucka ’till my casket fall yeah
At your best, you are love yeah
It ain’t a thang they could say about me
I swear when you at your best can’t a thang stop ya yeah hey

At your best you are love
Ain’t a thang they could say bout me
I’ma talk my s**t n**ga, fly n**ga…

➤ Produced by June James
Album: Ray Ray from Summerhill
YFN Lucci 2018

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