letra de young heavyweights - baglife tee & ysr gramz
[verse 1: baglife t]
boy, you broke, you need to find your ass a new wave
stuck in these streets, i need to find my ass another way
i’ve been getting paid, too much pape for a f-cking safe
if i buy a zip, it’s gon be gone by the next day
we don’t smoke no ace, p-ssy n-gga, put that sh-t away
four grams in the wood, had me sleeping til the next day
we been getting paid, p-ssy n-gga, where your next pay?
i can [?] next day
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
krispylife
beat a n-gga ass, he ain’t gotta ohe me sh-t
i’m up now, [?] six
smoked a n-gga, ’cause he was pillow talking to a b-tch
80 plus leave my sh-t, if i ever snitch
my n-ggas trippin through this b-tch, ain’t no chill
my n-gga, keep your pint, ’cause it ain’t no seel
that b-tch ask for some [?], she can’t bе for real
i got the head off that b-tch, i ain’t buy a mеal
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
eh
i ain’t got no deal
my n-gga slide sober, he don’t pop no pills
my n-ggas half r-t-rded, they’ll pop your kids
i ain’t mean to say that, but they out they sh-t
f-ck your b-tch on camera, make you hate your b-tch
f-ck the rap game, a hundred boes what’s gon’ make me rich
i’ll have my lil n-gga sn-tch you out your fit
we finna head down that way with white girl brick
[verse 4: baglife t]
eh
this some different sh-t
a hundred grams on the table, n-gga, ain’t no [?] here
and if you got a couple lines, n-gga, you could bring them here
boy, i’m sipping green and red, this ain’t no f-cking beer
n-gga, i’ve been trippin all year, i ain’t ust starting here
call up ken and quay, i bet it’ll be a party there
called a bunch of b-tches up, and pulled up to a boxing match
i told him not to do it, but this n-gga kid temper bad
[verse 5: ysr gramz]
we should hang you from a tree, with your snitching ass
n-ggas always talking what they did or what they had
yeah, i f-ck with baglife, come get a bag
up a gun and don’t shoot, man, this n-gga lag
always worried ’bout another n-gga, n-gga, you a f-g
fresh as h-ll in off white, man, i feel like fab
my package ain’t [?] yet, i’m finna hit the slab
i’m finna pull off in the scat, like a f-cking scab
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