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letra de send a blitz - ybn lil bro

[intro]
(it’s bankroll, baby)

[verse 1: ybn lil bro]
i wish my life was perfect
i ain’t out lookin’ for love ’cause that b-tch really hurt me
been goin’ up, got all them f-ck n-ggas out my circle
f-ck is a hundred bands? i’m spendin’ that sh-t on my wrist
you don’t think i live that life? guess i’ma have to show you
lil’ will died, he couldn’t get rich ‘fore he turned thirty
can’t afford to crash out when your life perfect
i can’t let these n-ggas get me, b-tch, i feel immortal
5 doin’ time, ain’t gotta question, know i got my brother
them older n-ggas from the hood still think they run sh-t
i’m gon’ catch him in the lot just like he k!lled will
ybn 4l, this sh-t for life and can’t no n-gga f-ck with me
‘member he put that b-tch on him, d-mn, that was my young n-gga
i don’t think he gon’ snitch on me, so i still f-ck with him
play it cool, you know the rules, boy
he ain’t think i was finna get him, made my move on him
you say you ’bout that life, right? n-gga, do somethin’
ain’t left town, but gettin’ new money
don’t come outside without that b-tch, take your jewels from you
thought he got away, oh yeah, my n-gga out the roof bustin’
thirty wasn’t enough, that’s why i ride around with two of ’em
passed n-ggas up, i only been home for like two months
popped so many perkies, that’s my early-morning boot up
ar or the 30, i don’t know which one to choose from
i was locked up, makin’ n-ggas give they food up
[verse 2: gmo stax]
get it back in blood, quick to tell a n-gga do somethin’
feel like los and nutty, p-ssy n-ggas, got no love for ’em
i remember when i told n-ggas i’ma be somethin’
certified tweaker, n-ggas know who turned the streets up
told my n-gga 8 when he come home, here them m’s come
puttin’ money on my n-ggas’ books, keep your head up
put some sh-t up for them rainy days, stack your bread up
lotta n-ggas, they don’t make it outta where i come from
every dog got his day, n-gga, what i’m scared of?
n-ggas know who run the city, we the ones they scared of
real pit, n-gga, name a time i had my tail tucked
i can’t tell a n-gga ’bout my life, he might tell on us

[verse 3: ghetto baby boom]
soon as he do that sh-t, rock him to sleep and go to jail for it
you my brother, i’ll go and do a hundred years for you
gotta know that’s how i’m comin’, ghetto, you can’t tell me nothin’
ride around, you know i’m bustin’, but hold on, let me change the subject
yop, i know the feds want me
everything i rap about, i swear this sh-t just for the money
tell them let us in this b-tch, if not, then you know how we comin’
tell stax come outside, tell lil bro bring the hundred
i heard n-ggas, they want smoke with my lil’ brothers, then we on it
spin a bend, spin that b-tch again, let me out the window
hmm, you the type to make me mad like we don’t stand on business
you the type to make me mad like i won’t come and get you
stop playin’, n-gga
[verse 4: gmo stax]
them f-ck n-ggas think they f-ckin’ with us, h-ll nah
hate hard, it’s so many n-ggas feelin’ salty
twenty-one, b-tch, i made myself a real boss
yop been on the way, don’t ever think my n-gga fell off
do i think a n-gga f-ckin’ with me? n-gga, h-ll nah
all i gotta do is nod my head, get you knocked off
it’s some sh-t i’m takin’ to the grave like my n-ggas did
this ain’t nfl, we in the field, don’t make me send a blitz

[outro: gmo stax]
and we ain’t sendin’ hits, n-gga
gmo, cmo
don’t worry ’bout it, worry ’bout it (it’s bankroll, baby)
1love

- ybn lil bro

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