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letra de slide - ybf k sauce

[hook]
i’m in my bag
paper chasing young n-gga
whole lotta cash
these diamonds on a n-gga dancing
just turn on the flash
i turn into another n-gga
when i put on a mask
young n-gga tryna touch a bag
i ain’t going out sad
tell them opps that we gon slide
ain’t n0body gon survive
all my n-ggas keep that fye
when we riding n-gga
run up on me you gon die
ain’t no n-gga worth my time
on that corner you gon lie
don’t you try it n-gga

[verse]
chasin racks in this b-tch
these n-ggas talk like they ain’t know
i keep a strap in this b-tch
like i don’t ride wit that heater in my lap
in this b-tch
that .45 get to hittin
let it clap in this b-tch
that hoe dying if we spinning
let em know what we on
we leave em painted
n-ggas talkin for views
like wе won’t just make em famous
tryna shake up a room wit a song
i can’t еxplain it
turned p-ssy when he saw what we on
and i don’t blame him
i ain’t even have a ride
now my doors suicide
n-ggas talkin out they neck
like i ain’t riding wit that 9
n-ggas see that you a star
and wish they was the one to shine
you get money back get b-tches back
but you don’t get back time
on that corner i was stressing
i just had to count my blessings
i was f-ckin off that cash thinking bout sh-t from adolescence
few b-tches in my past
that i still wish that i was textin
know i’m blocked
but i still hope you get the message
know i’m blocked
but i still hoped you saw me flexing
i was tryna get attention
but i’m different now
i changed some things around
that i ain’t mention
hottest in my town
i’m tryna chase the crown i need a second
i done did sh-t
just know that i regret it for the record
opps hittin my phone
like i ain’t gon send em to heaven
headshots my n-gga
you ain’t living another second
send my k!llers a bag and a tag
and they gon stretch em
n-gga goin out sad bout a flag
that he ain’t repping
dateline if you playin wit me
you don’t want smoke
watch what you sayin to me
i’m tryna run up racks
i’m on my way to the beach
and i don’t play
that choppa stay in my reach
i pray to god like everyday ‘fo i sleep
i”m like the sun b-tch every day
i got the heat
had to get up in my bag
i can’t be laying in the street
say he want smoke i drop the addy
choppa lay lil bro to sleep
[hook] (2x)
i’m in my bag
paper chasing young n-gga
whole lotta cash
these diamonds on a n-gga dancing
just turn on the flash
i turn into another n-gga
when i put on a mask
young n-gga tryna touch a bag
i ain’t going out sad
tell them opps that we gon slide
ain’t n0body gon survive
all my n-ggas keep that fye
when we riding n-gga
run up on me you gon die
ain’t no n-gga worth my time
on that corner you gon lie
don’t you try it n-gga

- ybf k sauce

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