448 - Ysr gramz Lyrics
By: Admin | Artist: Y ysr gramz | Published: 2024-21-09T00:50:23:00+07:00
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448 and a ‘bow, i’m tryna sell it all
i got a gun on me right now, you gotta make a call
before i ever bought a gun, i was breakin’ jaws
he found out i f*cked his b*tch, now he punchin’ walls
i*i ain’t finna pay for it, i’m finna punch it all
get your b*tch ass stomped on like stomp the yard
tell your favorite flint rapper to go bar for bar
i’m on some pink slip sh*t, let’s go car for car
[verse]
this a five gram ‘wood, not no cigar
i’ll slide down your block with a big ar
they put bro on a box like a vcr
she put her lips on my d*ck like cpr
i called bro and told him, “i ain’t goin’ broke again”
bro finessed for ten p’s, he got the joker grin
bro caught an opp yesterday, we had to toast to it
i had to calm lil’ buzz down, he wanna bust some sh*t
i just placed an order three days bеfore the ‘bows hit
he was bringin’ hoеs to his crib and got his door kicked
bro done did so much dirt, he tryna go legit
i had to hustle for this bankroll, i never stole sh*t
the way bro shoot this b*tch, he got a golden clip
why the f*ck you cuff her? she did the hoest sh*t
book*booked an eight hour session, finna blow a zip
i’m drinkin’ tris right now, twenty*five a sip
you*you gon’ get your ass whacked, n*gga, you always lackin’
they know ysr gramz always out in traffic
i remember granny was trippin’ on me, i had too much traffic
i only hang with real n*ggas and n*ggas ’bout that action
a n*gga take somethin’ from me, he better bring it back
i don’t f*ck with dog music in the city ’cause he a capper
the way that n*gga ran when we slid, he lamar jackson
skino in my ear, keep rappin’ and keep taxin’
the*the way she eat the d*ck up, she gon’ need a napkin
i should work for fedex the way i’m sendin’ packages
i can break a b*tch heart ’cause i pay for damages
bro shoot with a mask on like he rip helmets
[chorus]
448 and a ‘bow, i’m tryna sell it all
i got a gun on me right now, you gotta make a call
before i ever bought a gun, i was breakin’ jaws
he found out i f*cked his b*tch, now he punchin’ walls
i*i ain’t finna pay for it, i’m finna punch it all
get your b*tch ass stomped on like stomp the yard
tell your favorite flint rapper to go bar for bar
i’m on some pink slip sh*t, let’s go car for car
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