letra de dont ask me - ybn lil bro
[verse 1: ybn lil bro]
i’m so ybn, i’ll never call the beef off
f-cked that ho and kicked her out, she thought she had a sweet heart
i’ve been doin’ real good since i’ve been cuttin’ people off
n-ggas say what they gon’ do to me, i laugh at they ass
i’d rather shoot it out, these n-ggas’d rather have a battle rap
a lot of sh-t i said i’d never do i’d probably do again (b-tch)
whole block gon’ vouch for me, got my rank up for real
i was just facin’ life, they keep on askin’ where i’ve been
baby, on that opp sh-t, i been shot a n-gga b-tch
lost my right-hand mans, that’s what made me stop playin’
go turn a couple n-ggas up, i need a couple n-ggas dead
i keep doin’ what i’ve been doin’, this sh-t gon’ get us rich
get money or die, young n-gga, keep it trill
soon as you start cappin’, that’s when sh-t hit the fan
dissin’ n-ggas in your raps, you see him out, you better yop
think he ran off, we gon’ get him, he didn’t know where far
ain’t no tellin’, probably luck up and catch his ass tommorrow
last n-gga played laid, he gotta learn how to walk
so don’t ask me why i sleep with my pistol (what?)
take life serious, n-gga ain’t finna k!ll me (no)
i’ve been in the streets pullin’ skits since fifteen
keep doin’ all that foul play, gon’ get you swiss cheesed
[verse 2: ghetto baby boom]
catch his ass at 6, turn him up like 106 & park
real pit, we don’t f-ck with cats or f-ck with “baby shark”
love croppin’ n-ggas out the picture, treat ’em just like b-tches
once i see him out, it’s over with, i be done spinned him dizzy
oh, you with the opps? ask ’em why they ain’t posted [?] funeral
all that d-ck suckin’ n-ggas be doin’, man, that sh-t be stupid
they ain’t even tryna spin the block, but actin’ like they shootin’
that’s why i don’t f-ck with new n-ggas, ain’t no more recruitin’
you don’t know ’bout boom back in the day? n-gga, keep it movin’
f-ck around and push your sh-t back, you the freshest booze
love a ghetto b-tch that keep some bread and got the fattest booty
love my young n-gga, he live life on the edge just like i do it
[verse 3: ybn lil bro]
scary sight, broad day out, it’s just me and boom
these n-ggas couldn’t f-ck with us if they wanted to
slimed him out quick, ain’t see it comin’, quick one-two
either you love me or you hate me, n-gga, f-ck you
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