YBN’s ‘YBN: The Mixtape': 20 of the Best Lyrics
In an era where rap crews are beginning to become popular again, one that has been making considerable noise is YBN, a collective of rappers with potential to become rap's next big stars. Founded by YBN Nahmir after he and core members YBN Almighty Jay and YBN Cordae met while gaming online, the ragtag crew of teenagers began to catch a buzz in late 2017, when YBN Nahmir's single "Rubbin Off The Paint," became a viral hit, turning the Birmingham, Alabama native into an overnight sensation.
The success of the song may have jump-started YBN Nahmir's career, but its also helped place the spotlight on his crew mates, who have made waves themselves. With XXL Freshman YBN Nahmir's growing popularity as a budding star and YBN Almighty Jay and YBN Cordae both exhibiting big potential, the arrival of the group's first full-length project, YBN: The Mixtape, couldn't have come at a better time.
YBN: The Mixtape showcases the three members in a group setting over the course of 23 songs, with each member also contributing multiple solo tracks. YBN Nahmir's "No Relations," YBN Almighty Jay "2 Tone Drip" and "Kung Fu" by YBN Cordae rank among the standouts. Although YBN are the central figures and do much of the heavy lifting here, guest appearances include Gucci Mane, Wiz Khalifa, Chris Brown and Machine Gun Kelly.
XXL dove deep into YBN: The Mixtape and picked out 20 of the best lyrics on the mixtape that are sure to catch your ears.
"It's two 40's on my hip and please don't make me flash/I trade the Audi for the Porsche 'cause it be goin' fast/It's YBN, bitch you know we all about the cash/If rappin' stop then you know we bringin' out the mask/It's 2 a.m. with the poles, me and gang slide/Me and gang extortin' niggas, watch them niggas cry/I don't really play with niggas, play with me you die/Niggas sayin' that it's funk but they apologize" —YBN Nahmir
"Slide down on my niggas on tip/30 shots they gon' go through your whip/I'm the man, smokin' nigga like a zip/Then turn around and I fuck on his bitch/I gotta keep movin', keep one in the Ruger/Bullets hot, they gon' hit your medula/I'm chasin' the sack, gotta get to the safe/By any means, gotta get that moolah" —YBN Nahmir
"What's in my ear? Diamonds, watch don't tick, timeless/Eat Benihana like Top Ramen, make that bitch do what I say, Simon/She gave me top like a new hat, we run the city like New Jack/Pull in a 'Rari, I'm speedin', freaky lil bitch suck the dick like she teethin'/Pull out my diamonds, blind ya, Fat Joe, lean back, recliner/She want me to hit it (hit it), but that pussy got mileage" —YBN Almighty Jay
"Go to Wendy's, get a 4 for $4/I'm the same nigga, still number four/Still bouncin' out with them .44s/Still the same nigga at your front door/Play heat and get wet/Got that Glock tray and that TEC/If he talk, it hittin' his neck/Then I skrrt off in that 'Vette" —YBN Nahmir
"Bitch I'm the mother fucking man/Niggas holding on to it, I'ma spend 100 grand/Always smoking on the drugs, smell the Kk when I land/I'm a fucking rockstar rocking for my own pants/Straight drop out the pan, bitches call me Cam/Told her what's the deal now she's sticking to the plan/Money to the ceiling niggas looking like a fan/I can't even name how many gears that I ran shit/Hope you understand it" —Wiz Khalifa
"Syrup spilling, coughin' penicillin/Heads turning walking in the building/Ledge burnin' often I'm a villain/Was deserted, brought up by some real ones/Had to catch it reckless, was a daily/Momma calling checking on her baby/Took a trip to Texas going crazy/Eating beats for breakfast, I'm elated/I was stressing, blessings on the way/Dropped out, no testing me today/Murder tracks, I bet I beat the case/Redbone, she built like LisaRaye" —YBN Cordae
"Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit/Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique/I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch/I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, ayy/Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild/Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound" —YBN Nahmir
"Lately I'm fucking everybody's bitch/Take they little shit then I throw it on my wrist/I'ma, outlaw never played the politics/In the Grammy's with a gun until they put me on the list/I had, two pop-stars in the same pick/Now them two pop-stars on the same dick/Ruthless, bitch, did I have in Ruth's Chris/Eating up two dicks like Twix" —Machine Gun Kelly
"Kick her out make that hoe take a Lyft/Broke bitch working a double shift/I run with the bag you fumble it/I pick up the cash and thumb through it/She playing games/I put the Mazzy in two lanes/I spent a bag on a new chain/She got a real ass but her boobs fake/Maison Margiela, no shoelace/Bitch I be ballin like 2K/Can't fuck with they nigga they too fake" —YBN Almighty Jay
"I fuck that bitch on the islands/She wanna ride like a stallion/All my money be stacking and piling/Jiggy nigga just wearing Italian/Ouu, that nigga too fake/Take off his top like toupee/Kick flip a nigga like Lupe/Got ice on my Cuban, it's a good day" —Lil Skies
"I'ma get it, I'ma get it regardless/Bussin jugs, used to trap out the college/Give me brain, I swear that bitch is a scholar/No snakes around me, only snake on my collar/I'm a thief in the night, pray to Jesus to Christ, better hope he believe in your life/Free my lil nigga Saudi, was catching them bodies, he fighting his demons to light/All my niggas be trapping, your niggas be rapping, they robbed you, you asking what happened/Got a new bitch from China, she wearing designer, I'm lacing her in the new fashion" —YBN Cordae
"'Member niggas got killed over Penny shoes/Where I'm from niggas dying like Kenny do/Take a hit of this pack and this Henny juice/Only one of me, but there's plenty of you/It was all a dream, reminiscing of a smaller thing/Grandma cooking like Paula Deen/It ain't all it seems, grew up with the starving teens/And growing plants, still watering" —YBN Cordae
"YBN, Gucci Mane, Gucci mane, I get that guap/Water dripping off my watch, call me water faucet wap/Look at him solitaire, quarter mil I bought a pair/Its Nahmir, and La Flare, you too broke to breathe our air/I got ham in Birmingham, skrt skrt skrt, I scrape that pack/Spent 10 bricks on my hand, yeah, my ring 10 thousand grams" —Gucci Mane
"If it's quick I'ma fuck with my shoes on/Early morning, getting dome with the news on/Rock out, 17 with my True's on/I never leave the house without a tool on/On my mama, on my mama like I'm T.O./Can't smoke, gotta watch for my P.O./Lame bitch traded rent for a freak hoe/Super soaker, but she cheat like a Cleo" —YBN Nahmir
"Like a nigga with a cane, I bring that stick out/Hit her hard from the back, it damn near blew my hip out/Talkin' shit, the Glock a linebacker, how them bullets blitz out/Had 'em scared in the streets like he in the movie Get Out/Gang, broke ass niggas, get yo' funds up/How yo' niggas shooters? Boy, they need to get they guns up/Yeah, my main bitch a stripper, told that hoe to get her ones up/Gang bangin' niggas up in church with them guns tucked" —YBN Almighty Jay
"My chain shine brighter than a light strip/Gave a hundred to the waiter, nigga, that's a light tip, ballin'/That's why my old bitch is stalkin'/YBN the Dream Team, money balls like Spaldin'/I just wanna fuck, don't wanna cuff you, bitch, I'm sorry/Scratched her name off the list, and the bitch won't stop calling/Poked a hole in my condom, bitch try to put me on Maury/I ain't dumb, bitch, drop the top on the 'Rari" —YBN Almighty Jay
"Only the real can stand with us/Stressing, I'm smoking on cannabis/Just made a trip to Los Angeles/It's funny, man, I used to lay on the bus/Enough now, this game is so crazy/It made me not know who to trust now/And we shinin', Nahmir copped the bustdown/Then we grinding we not letting up now" —YBN Cordae
"I got a chopstick, a FN, and the Draco hold a 100/Got a shooter in a booth with me like he goin' huntin'/She like who them YBN niggas? Why they always stuntin?/Where yo' bag at? Where yo' cash at? Boy, you frontin'/Smokin' cookie blunts out the cookie jar, and we don't match that/Don't leave me yo' mixtape 'cause I'm gon' trash that/Bad yellow bitch, she back it up, I tell her, bag back/I love my chopstick, that bitch be shootin' like it's Baghdad" —YBN Almighty Jay
"But I'm that nigga, I won't ever change, rubbin' off the paint/Smokin' dank, got a Uzi in my lap, I let it bang/Free Lil Tay, know he keep a 'K, but he not Tay-K/I up the chop and let it blow him, watch this bitch heat his face/I'm that nigga and all my young niggas pullin' triggers/We gorillas, we let this bitch off until you feel us/For you niggas that's always on IG with them yiggies, takin' pictures/Is you really gon' use 'em or you just loafin' for them bitches?/You niggas really hoes and you be acting like these bitches/You niggas say y'all silent but y'all probably in there snitchin'/Most the niggas that's around me throwin' C's like they crippin'/But they do it for the twins, free Lil Corey and Lil Christian" —YBN Nahmir
"You say I'm lackin', nigga try me, shoot you and yo' shorty/I'm cookin up in the lab like I'm Rick and Morty/40 poppa, hit a mobsta, turn your brain to pasta/Hit a opp up, dreads swangin' just like I'm a Rasta/Smokin' ganja and I'm zooted, walkin' in my Pradas/Any nigga test my gangsta nigga, I'ma pop 'em/And we ain't throwin' hands with you fuck niggas/It's one up top up in that chamber, better duck nigga/Niggas dissin' on Lil Valley, he get slumped nigga/We shoot his body then we lay him in that trunk nigga" —YBN Nahmir