This Yick lyrics

[Verse 1: YG]
YG the rapper don’t trick, but YG the rapper got di*k
YG in a Porsche getting’ brain from a sl*t
That I cracked on the bus, I don’t give a f*ck, n*gga what?
Mustard on the beat so you know they getting plugged
f*cked like I’ve been watching PornHub on bloods
f*ck you from the back with your ass up
pus*y getting mashed up, smashed up, mashed like potatoes
Shake it out, aye though
b*tch named Vaughna ass stacked like Legos
I just wanna f*ck, f*ck all that soft sh*t
Her n*gga got limp, what’s that? He got a soft di*k
Her n*gga can’t get in, I be doing a sit-in
Hit it from the back, smack, smack, ‘til I get in
Her n*gga broke, he ain’t gettin’ money, n*gga broke
If I was you I’d probably f*ck me too – b*tch

[Chorus: YG]
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you want this di*k
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
Maybe I should drink the whole fifth
n*ggas always eatin’ on shrimp
I ain’t used to smoke heavy, now I gotta keep a whole zip
You n*ggas always talkin’ that sh*t
Your money don’t be makin’ no sense
Pull up to the hood with no tint
n*ggas gotta eat, don’t slip
Mustard on the beat, so don’t trip
My flow just be making hoes sick
I f*cked her last week, she c*m quick
Everything you see you don’t get
Every n*gga balling ain’t rich
Every n*gga hatin’ is a b*tch
And every n*gga with him ain’t sh*t
It’s looking like the denim gon’ rip
But Dom K the rapper won’t quit
And Dom K the rapper don’t trick
On girls that can barely suck di*k
She like when I watch
And on her birthday, I put my di*k in her box

[Chorus: YG]
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you want this di*k
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
Sweet daddy got di*k, JM is active
Got some head off Twitter, now n*gga that’s cracking
I’m a baby mama killer, your b*tch she can get it
You text a b*tch, she be like “Babe, I’m just chilling”
My daddy was a ratchet, I sleep with the ratchet
Break a b*tch back, I don’t need no practice
It’s broke-b*tch Kay, sucking with the magnum
You ain’t a rich b*tch in a Magnum - bop
Bop bop bleed ‘em, Boscoe, we bleed ‘em
f*ck a basketball wife with PT and G an ‘em
I’m a hood rat’s hood rat – hood rat
If you need it you can get that
f*ck, back on the couch
I took a b*tch down in a sec
Your b*tch get around in the set
I di*ked the b*tch down in the set
The b*tch got the set on her neck
I f*cked the b*tch down in the set

[Chorus: YG]
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you
Girl I know you want this di*k
Girl I know you want this di*k
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam