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Amen - Yrb tezz Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: Y yrb tezz | Published: 2024-26-09T01:16:38:00+07:00

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[intro: yrb tezz]
i’m be havin’ too many racks, on blood (seth in this motherf*cker with the slimes)

[chorus: yrb tezz]
too many racks, sh*t won’t fit in my pants (blatt)
i’ma catch the pack when it land (on blood)
what’s in my box? a ten
i’ll put it in line, amen, uh
and i fear no man
i’ll wack his ass, send him right to his mans
and they think i’m doin’ scam
but h*ll nah, i got rich off them grams

[verse: yrb tezz]
now get hit with that wham (wham)
we got enough guns to beef with the whole town
boy, i smoke out a whole pound
if fast on the scene, that’s a man down
i know we gon’ get him (o*on blood, on blood), uh
boy, we gon’ stick him up (glrrat)
ain’t d*mn n0body wanna beef with us
’cause they playin’ gangster, they ain’t really tough
but keep it up, ’cause we’ll call your bluff
i got h*lla bands but that ain’t enough
i’ma trap ’til i die, gotta run it up
you still trap out a p, n*gga, give it up (uh*uh)
i’ma sit back with my feet up
smokin’ satifa, boy, you still trap out the [?]
i got my ice out the freezer
i’m tryna shake somethin’ like a seizure
uh, i got these bags from caesar
he have him hot*n*ready like pizza
slimes tryna catch a stripe like a zebra
catch a n*gga like, “nice to meet ya”
i’m havin’ more lead than a teacher
slimes’ll stump a n*gga like the bleachers
i’m sendin’ bags, i ain’t sendin’ features
how the f*ck you think a n*gga eatin’?
how you think i get fresh as a f*ckin’ deacon?
bust down on my wrist, get my arm leakin’
we two up on him, we can’t get even
if i get close enough, he gon’ stop breathin’
when it come to that beef, them n*ggas vegans
b*tch, i want all the smoke, on god, i’m fiendin’
don’t get caught schemin’
’cause i’m havin’ these racks, i know you seen
[chorus: yrb tezz & stunna 4 vegas]
too many racks, sh*t won’t fit in my pants (blatt)
i’ma catch the pack when it land (on blood)
what’s in my box? a ten
i’ll put it in line, amen, uh
and i fear no man
i’ll wack his ass, send him right to his mans (get him out of here)
and they think i’m doin’ scam
but h*ll nah, i got rich off them grams
too many racks, sh*t won’t fit in my pants (blatt)
i’ma catch the pack when it land (on blood)
what’s in my box? a ten
i’ll put it in line, amen, uh
and i fear no man
i’ll wack his ass, send him right to his mans
and they think i’m doin’ scam
but h*ll nah, i got rich off them grams (4x)

[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
it’s a whole lot of glitz in my clique (f*ck ’round)
i ride with like four in my crib
ayy, what’s in my glock? a d*ck
i’m f*ckin’ this ho, got her throwin’ a fit
i won’t make a move, i’ma send a blitz (nope)
i just paid them lil’ hitters to split his sh*t
i get him gone when i drop the chip
you better drop a hit before you drop a diss
d*mn, we slimin’ hits
shoot his brother, i’m f*ckin’ his miss (uh*uh)
suspect, these n*ggas be sis
have you turn off that b*tch ’til it cl!ck (uh)
they tryna ride the wave, i run up them racks, i can’t complain
it’s beef, we creep with ks
n*gga wanna go viral, i’ma give him a name (b*tch)
b*tch, we don’t play no games
publicity stunts, they dissin’ for plays (huh?)
i got so many irons on stage
we dive in his sh*t, he get out his lane
i hope you know what i’m sayin’ (yeah)
b*tch, i mean what i say (b*tch, i mean what i say)
wherever you play, you lay
right then and there, you get left on your face (bah, bah)
and it ain’t n0body touchin’ my chains (uh*huh)
we spin, that’s out the gate (on gang)
he play, he better pray
i don’t send them youngins to come lay where you lay (slatt, slatt, fah, fah, fah, fah)
for your yard, d*ck, my lil’ shooters stupid r*t*rded (yeah)
i drop a bag, you get put in the bag, he take you out like the garbage (b*tch)
[chorus: yrb tezz]
too many racks, sh*t won’t fit in my pants (blatt)
i’ma catch the pack when it land (on blood)
what’s in my box? a ten
i’ll put it in line, amen, uh
and i fear no man
i’ll wack his ass, send him right to his mans
and they think i’m doin’ scam
but h*ll nah, i got rich off them grams
too many racks, sh*t won’t fit in my pants (blatt)
i’ma catch the pack when it land (on blood)
what’s in my box? a ten
i’ll put it in line, amen, uh
and i fear no man
i’ll wack his ass, send him right to his mans
and they think i’m doin’ scam
but h*ll nah, i got rich off them grams

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