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Lirik Lagu Yfn lucci – 7.62


By: Admin | Artist: Y yfn lucci | Published: 2024-02-07T09:43:44:00+07:00
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[intro]
pipe that sh-t up tnt
dmac on the f-ckin’ track
i say, uh, oh, yeah, look

[verse]
in the back of the benz, i just got it painted
the grill gold-plated, my crib still gated
but we ain’t used to have not a dollar, who gon’ take it
robberies in grand theft auto, i can’t fake it
they told me don’t be trippin’ about it, i can’t save it
a whole lotta bring problems
but if a n-gga play, we gon’ get him murdered tomorrow
wanna see me demonstrate?
’87 tea top cultey, put it on the interstate
solitaire [?], they can’t even see my face
these hoes they want me to chase
i don’t keep my sneakers laced
i don’t ride [?] my key can’t go to no valet
flew my cars out to la
i saw so many posin’ and b-tch we gon’ need to vacate
we been off for some decades
look, smokin’ grade a, but in school i got low grades
get that boy a box of perfume, he got [?]
look, throw that boy a 7.62, we don’t throw shade
i hope everyone don’t hit you, not partly
look, i’ma die, in these cuban links, i feel like [?]
walk through ’em, want me to call through, that’s a role
look, what you gonna do when the money through, shorty
don’t keep tellin’ me what you gon’ do for me
okay, yeah, only talk about sh-t that i go through, i ain’t phony
you gon’ do, what the who, i ain’t homie
lab man, he got [?] by the
ain’t no cappin’, i spent you advance on little homie
we gon’ get it [?] we don’t land til the morning, huh
matter fact, gon’ hit ’em up while i’m performin’, huh
i just got another grill, call me george foreman, huh
i just got another mil’ and i ain’t even hungry, huh
how you n-ggas do it, b-tch you worser than a woman, huh
anybody get it n-gga, show me my opponent, huh
i be in the newest sh-t, i introduce you to this
i put you on my shooter list, f-ck it, let me do the b-tch
i been goin’ through some sh-t, flip out, give the juul a hit
on the one like chris child, we don’t sip on no christ style
i remember ridin’ ’round in that bucket
when we was in that nissan, they didn’t give me nothin’
when i was f-cked up my own b-tch wouldn’t even love me
when i ain’t have my swagger right the hoe wouldn’t even f-ck me
i be on some feed the fam sh-t, i know my momma proud of me
i know that [?] real good, i just can’t put down the sh-t
i do it real big, but they don’t acknowledge it
look at where i live
you know i cash that on it, a condo and a crib
i pay more than 1.5 for it
every day i spend some sh-t, every thing i’m in be lit
everything i thing about it, i be tryna spend some sh-t
long live all of my n-ggas where we done came
hater, i gotta talk to you in the graveyard


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