Yungeen Ace – Where They At (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Yungeen Ace premieres the music video for the Shuriken Beats-produced track titled “Where They At”. Listen, read the lyrics, stream, buy the song.

Yungeen Ace Where They At

Yungeen Ace has earned much praise over the past few years but 2021 was a turning point in his career. After the notoriety of “Who I Smoke,” he continued to keep is foot on the pedal and ultimately received a massive co-sign from Rick Ross and featured on Richer Than I Ever Been.

After delivering his new project, All On Me in April, Yungeen Ace has continued to keep the ball rolling with new music. This week, he came through with the menacing new track, “Where They At.” The rapper gets confrontational, calling out his enemies with fearlessness in his voice for a hard-hitting banger.

Yungeen Ace – Where They At (prod. Shuriken Beats)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, gang

[Chorus]
They be like, “Where all the killers?” (Where?)
Shit, I’m where they at (Shit, I’m where they at)
They be like, “They outside” (Where?)
Shit, where they at? (Shit, where they at?)
Damn, them niggas dead (They dead)
I swear, it’s a fact (I swear, it’s a fact)
Nigga, don’t play with me (Uh)
‘Cause I get ’em whacked (Boom)

[Verse 1]
Blick, baow (Baow), I got this blood on me (I got this blood on me)
Please don’t run up on me (Please don’t do that)
This Glock got a cooling kit
Eyes on my pointer, I know who to hit
Bitch, you know I’m on point, I don’t do attempts (I don’t do that)
Nigga, all of my houses got cameras on it
Got shooters inside, that’s family, homie
I ain’t gon’ pick and choose, most of these rappers untold
Bitches can’t play, like I ain’t have nothin’ to lose
I was outside in that cold, sellin’ that dog food
You don’t know nothin’ ’bout the hustle
You don’t know nothin’ ’bout the struggle
I was outside, fifteen with a Carti
I was in the store low, just me and my brother
Tragic, last out, boy, this shit can get ugly
Hoes be sayin’ I’m sexy (Yo)
But this shit can get ugly (This shit can get ugly)
Beamer, next for my sexy (Uh-uh)
‘Cause we don’t like nothin’ (We don’t like nothin’)
Rob these niggas on sight (I get ’em)
Bitch, we’ll spend nothin’, it’s wisdom (We don’t spend shit)
Hoes be sayin’ I’m sexy (Uh-uh)
But this shit can get ugly fast
Hoes be settin’ these niggas up
Bitch, don’t play, I’ll put a bitch up
Bitch, I don’t think with my dick, I go with my move
If I send somethin’, you can get stuck (Bang)
Y’all know the way around town
Bitch, you know how I get down
Every Glock here for extentions
Please don’t put me on mentions
Lil’ bitty next nigga missing (Gang)

[Chorus]
They be like, “Where all the killers?” (Where?)
Shit, I’m where they at (Shit, I’m where they at)
They be like, “They outside” (Where?)
Shit, where they at? (Shit, where they at?)
Damn, them niggas dead (They dead)
I swear, it’s a fact (I swear, it’s a fact)
Nigga, don’t play with me (Uh)
‘Cause I get ’em whacked (Boom)

[Verse 2]
It’s mud, in the soda (Soda)
This shit got me leanin’ over (This shit got me leanin’ over)
When the beef is over (It’s over)
This shit ain’t gon’ be never over (This shit ain’t gon’ be never)
I know this old thottie (What?)
And she rock Fashion Nova (She rock Fashion Nova)
Nigga, act fresh off the lot (Hmm)
And it’s already paid for (It’s already paid for)
Police gettin’ paid off violence (What?)
They be runnin’ that paper up (They be runnin’ that paper up)
You get that pussy in your pocket (You can keep it)
They ain’t in our payform (They ain’t in our payform)
That weak-ass case, I got him a lawyer (What?)
I ain’t even have to pay much (I ain’t even have to pay much)
And take much room, he asked for his lawyer (Haha)
He ain’t even have to say much (He ain’t even have to say it)
Nigga, better think twice
Check my resument ‘fore a nigga play with me (‘Fore a nigga play)
See I can go R&B (R&B)
But I keep a K on me (But, I keep this K on me)
Give a bitch ten-minute dick (Like, ten)
So, she can not stay with me (She can not stay)
Bitch, ain’t no room, ain’t no way (No room)
This Drac’ gotta lay with me (This Drac’ gotta lay with me)

[Chorus]
They be like, “Where all the killers?” (Where?)
Shit, I’m where they at (Shit, I’m where they at)
They be like, “They outside” (Where?)
Shit, where they at? (Shit, where they at?)
Damn, them niggas dead (They dead)
I swear, it’s a fact (I swear, it’s a fact)
Nigga, don’t play with me (Uh)
‘Cause I get ’em whacked (Boom!)