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letra de gfu - young stoner life, yak gotti & sheck wes

[intro: yak gotti & sheck wes]
get f-cked motherf-cker, get f-cked (taurus)
gotti, get f-cked up (ow)
get f-cked up (hey)
get f-cked up
get f-cked up (ayy, turn the f-ck up)
get f-cked up (get lit, lit)
get f-cked up (ah)
get

[verse 1: yak gotti]
i cannot be saved, i’m back in la (ayy)
they prey on the weak (ayy), i prey on the brave (i prey on the brave)
n-ggas be thinkin’ i got this sh-t made
but i sacrificed a lot of them days (a lot of them days)
f-ck that, at all of my shows, i want rage (f-ck that)
dive in the crowd, you know, catch me (uh)
then i go to the back of the stage (back of the stage)
jump and rip your sh-t out just like a page (jumpin’ right on your sh-t)
we ain’t like your n-gga ’cause my n-ggas paid (woo)
this sh-t too low taurus, turn up the bass (this sh-t too low, turn it up)
take you a shot to the head, to the face
d-mn, oops, d-mn, ooh (d-mn, ooh)

[chorus: yak gotti & sheck wes]
get f-cked up (f-cked up, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (take it to the head)
get f-cked up (take it to the head)
get f-cked up (take it to the head)
get f-cked up (ooh, b-tch)
get f-cked up (f-ck, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (ooh, b-tch)
get f-cked up
[verse 2: yung kayo, yak gotti & sheck wes]
i’m slidin’ with yak, we some maniacs
i had to bust at your mans so he pay me back (grrah, grrah)
hop out the bentley, i brought the bentayga back
i got a razor, i make your b-tch raise her hand
she got a hour with me like i’m jackie chan
rollin’ with savages, but i’m not megan, man (skrrt)
i got a drum, my b-tch got a stick
no, we not playin’ ’cause we is not in a band (b-tch)
i turn that ten to a hunnid band
look who just came in the buildin’, man
f-ck on a b-tch, i’m not feelin’ that
i got a b-tch that make my b-tches really mad, d-mn
i know that it’s true, d-mn
why won’t you give me the scoop? d-mn
i got a birkin b-tch too, d-mn (slatt)
ysl high as a moon
d-mn, oops, d-mn, ooh, d-mn, oops, d-mn, ooh (yeah)

[chorus: yak gotti & sheck wes]
get f-cked up (b-tch, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (okay, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, yeah, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, yeah, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, yeah, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (b-tch)
get f-cked up
get f-cked up
[verse 3: sheck wes]
smoke is around every day
how do you know i’m not? hol’ on, hol’ on
hold on, i’m not ready (yeah)
hold on, i’m not ready
smokin’ that mild and it’s keepin’ me deadie (b-tch)
switchin’ my flows and i’m stealin’ your lady (yeah)
f-ck on your boop, turn her to a betty
call up the troops, my bombs get deaded
call up the crew, my primes get regular
no brakes (ow), f-ck her from the back and the face (okay)
jump outta my cars like a tank (yeah)
i spit on every occasion (yeah)
all of my b-tches look blasian, tokyo
jumpin’ off where the change is
b-tch, i’m f-cked up (yeah)

[chorus: yak gotti, sheck wes, yak gotti & sheck wes]
get f-cked up (ooh-ooh, b-tch)
get f-cked up (yeah, f-cked up)
get f-cked up (yeah, f-cked up)
get f-cked up (ow, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (yeah, yeah)
get f-cked up (b-tch, take it to the head)
get f-cked up (ooh)
[outro: yak gotti]
ayy, start a mosh pit, a made, a raid, or however you say that sh-t
get turned the f-ck up in this motherf-cker
hey, hey, hey, hey
do your dance, hey, hey
or do whatever the f-ck you wanna do
just throw the middle fingers up
put the f-ckin’ cameras in the air, do somethin’
yeah, y’all just standing there looking crazy and sh-t
turn the f-ck up, hey
hey, lil’ bit’

- young stoner life yak gotti sheck wes

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