Rae Sremmurd – YMCA Lyrics

YMCA Lyrics by Rae Sremmurd

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Ayy, yeah
Hey
Ayy, oh
Fuck you too
Ayy, yeah, yo

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Crackin’ the code, I’m the safe (Safe)
This for the young niggas like YMCA (Ayy)
Talkin’ ’bout breakin’ they ankles
Ballin’ so hard, I’ma sign twelve-day (Play)
Kick the hoes out, they borin’ me (Borin’)
I don’t know nothin’ about your sorority (Sorority)
DTF, thanks for informin’ me
Members only, can’t fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet
Throwin’ it up like it’s YMCA (Ayy)
Digital license plates
I can’t wait to hop out the 1028 (Ayy)
And they treat me like royalty
I mean get to the check a priority
Tryna book, I don’t order (Order)
We in the place, so the conduct disordеrly (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
We in the placе, so the conduct disorderly
Quit tryna speak to me so cordially (Cordially)
Dominatrix tryna torture me (Yeah)
Swae Lee got cash like he up in his forties (Forties)
I’m up in the mornin’
Ass fat and she throwin’ it towards me (Towards me)
I’m up in the stars
Forty-five minutes up in the stars
Yo, hurry up, bring me that bag, shoes matchin’ (Matchin’)
Stirrin’ the cup, sippin’ my drink, yeah
Courtside at LA, the game with AD
Hurricane season, I flooded the AP (AP)
Even back then, I was trustin’ the process
Brought her backstage, now she want all access
Might as well give up, this a no contest
Lookin’ in the mirror, damn, lookin’ red carpet fresh

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Crackin’ the code, I’m the safe (Safe)
This for the young niggas like YMCA (Ayy)
Talkin’ ’bout breakin’ they ankles
Ballin’ so hard, I’ma sign twelve-day (Play)
Kick the hoes out, they borin’ me (Borin’)
I don’t know nothin’ about your sorority (Sorority)
DTF, thanks for informin’ me
Members only, can’t fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet
Throwin’ it up like it’s YMCA (Ayy)
Digital license plates
I can’t wait to hop out the 1028 (Ayy)
And they treat me like royalty
I mean get to the check a priority
Tryna book, I don’t order (Order)
We in the place, so the conduct disorderly

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
This for the young niggas like YMCA
I’m ballin’ like Wilt, I’m ballin’ like Chamberlain
Stand on my neck ’cause my necklace keep danglin’
Extraterrestrial, Jxmmi’s an alien
Walk in store, 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 [?] like a plane, I’m a pilot
Eatin’ up the ([?]) like a Italian
Bitch might be thicker than Megan Thee Stallion
I’m havin’ options, don’t know what too say
Should I rock the Dior or Louis today?
The ‘shrooms got me feelin’ like I’m on a wave
When I make a move, they screamin’, “Hooray”

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Crackin’ the code, I’m the safe (Safe)
This for the young niggas like YMCA (Ayy)
Talkin’ ’bout breakin’ they ankles
Ballin’ so hard, I’ma sign twelve-day (Play)
Kick the hoes out, they borin’ me (Borin’)
I don’t know nothin’ about your sorority (Sorority)
DTF, thanks for informin’ me
Members only, can’t fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet
Throwin’ it up like it’s YMCA (Ayy)
Digital license plates
I can’t wait to hop out the 1028 (Ayy)
And they treat me like royalty
I mean get to the check a priority
Tryna book, I don’t order (Order)
We in the place, so the conduct disorderly (Yeah)