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letra de 1 more time - ybn lil bro

[intro]
(what up, savage?)

[verse]
ayy, ray, i can tell that these n-ggas fanned out
you ain’t good on this side, take your off the block
narcs in the hood, i’m hidin’ at this lil’ b-tch house
and she told me where you was, i never paid for the drop
he done k!lled his lady son, he hug his mama with a smile
rich k!llers, we was just some lil’ n-ggas from the block
want what i got? take it from me, put your foot down
dope boy, b-tch, i still was movin’ coke in a drought
b-tch can’t be my b-tch doin’ thot sh-t
only way i dime a b-tch if that b-tch ain’t a bop
n-ggas must don’t love they kids, why they run they mouth?
he don’t come outside, send them b-tches through thе house

[chorus]
then we spinnin’ somе more
they ain’t think brodie was comin’, b-tch, he bendin’ the corner
ayy, i don’t think these n-ggas on that sh-t we be on
make a n-gga leave town, pack his sh-t up and go
then we spinnin’ some more
they ain’t think brodie was comin’, b-tch, he bendin’ the corner
ayy, i don’t think these n-ggas on that sh-t we be on
make a n-gga leave town, pack his sh-t up and go

- ybn lil bro

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