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letra de so cold - ygb & lh von

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[intro]

yo man like they screaming ygb ain’t doing sh-t like
them n-gg-s dumb as f-ck like
i know you see tryna get them bread up
n-gg- got like 4 or 7 jobs

y’all n-gg-s out here jugging for y’all sh-t
yea that my type of jugg
n-gg-s talking about i ain’t drill sh-t
n-gg- shut the f-ck up

you on that opp sh-t
turn to a mop stick b-tch
straight woo sh-t b-tch
you know what the f-ck going on man

okaayyy
122 sh-t out here man
you know what f-ck going on here man
my n-gg- nate

my n-gg- lh von
you know f-ck going on man
we here
2017 our year n-gg-

you know what the f-ck going on
real sh-t
real sh-t coming soon bra
just know

can’t wait on it
we here n-gg-

ygb
[verse 1]

they said ygb ain’t drilling sh-t
f-ck a drill i’ll drill your b-tch
( f-ck a drill i’ll drill your b-tch ) demon voice
balmain with the cocaines

long stick with that propane
hit your -ss in your left brain
n-gg-s think that i’m insane
young niggga tryna maintain

red bull give you f-cking wings ( what )
f-ck red bull i got robin jeans ( sheesh )
robins jeans with the gold wings ( zak )
sipping on promethazine ( lean )
take a photo like a magazine

no camera man but i’ll shot a n-gg-
shoot his -ss like a photo shoot
put his -ss on f-cking channel 7
better pray he in f-cking heaven

shot his -ss with a smith & weston
shot his -ss with a smith & weston
shot that lil boy n-gg-
ygb sh-t you know what the f-ck going on

used to drive a lil honda civic
then it move on to f-cking yoda
f-ck these hoes in my f-cking yoda+
then it moves to f-cking buick

big booty in my f-cking buick
her name was lil lil sarah
okayyy

lh von
[verse 1]

free my big bro zay
man them crackers been played
i know if it came to that
he’ll be the only one that spray

i keep my distance from you n-gg-s
cause most you n-gg-s fake
yall only hit my phone up
when yal see i’m making plays

n-gg- really got it out the mud
turn to the streets i ain’t never got no love
momma wasn’t there i ain’t never got no hugs
you come from the birds i come from the slums

daddy in and out i had to man up
i was serving til i finally labbed up
been broke before til i got my bands up
don’t think sh-t sweet i got the can tuck

p-ssy n-gg- slipping send my youngins go get em
he thought he was tough til lil bro flipped em
hollos burn em up yeah them sh-lls go spin em
if yo tints ain’t clear these shots gon tint em
shots going to yo whip h-ll ya we gon dent em

[outro]

p-ssy you know how we b-mming n-gg-
cuz we bleed b-tch big b’s yea
f-ck boy don’t like that
you how we b-mming b-tch

2017 our year f-ck n-gg-
like i said earlier
you on that opp sh-t
turn to a mop stick b-tch

straight woo sh-t
you know what the f-ck going man
we out here
i’m out

- ygb lh von

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