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letra de myles garrett - ysn flow

run it up i’m never running it back

run it up i’m never running it back
myles garret b-tch i stay with a sack
john cena you can’t see when i’m strapped
but if i up it i ain’t pullin it back
i go to war for my dowgs like i’m mike vick
catch a bullet if we throw a pass
i like my ex b-tch
cuz i thought she was golden but found out the treasure was trash
hold up let’s switch a lil minute we pull up in benz’s and all of the windows is tinted
hop out the 4 door they know that i’m smoking on good dope and my fragrance marijuana sinning
i got a b-tch who act bouji she probably won’t rock it if it ain’t designer that’s printed
mama told me that you friends not you friend back then i ain’t get it i’m starting to get it
start to the finish don’t give a f-ck if sh-t move like a turtle i bet i ain’t quitting

i ran it up your ass got stuck
know you ain’t hate me you hate that we different
she say she love me but she say i’m toxic that’s probably why i smoke drugs when i’m p-ssed
her n—- nauseous she say i’m hot sh-t that’s probably why in the booth i be sizzlin’

only three years in the game ain’t tripping on fame designer the cars or the chains
i do this sh-t for my family but if they all fail i feel like i’m the one to blame
my choppers know i won’t tell put weed on the scale but my uncle f-cking with caine
when i go cop me that big body don’t bring your b-tch by me cuz i won’t stay in my lane

let me apologize to the industry cuz the hottest youngin’ back
i took a break from this rap sh-t n—- ain’t pass me up nah these n—- getting lapped
and know we making money smoking marijuana really could give a f-ck bout these traps
but i know i’m blessed if i come up i won’t lose it but promise i’m giving it back

to all the guys showing love to fans as they all told me i can’t
and for the fam gon keep on running up them bands tryna explain my advance
i made a tran ain’t keeping track of what i spend i blow it and get it again
don’t spend, don’t spend what mama keep telling me mama i want some revenge
everyday it’s givenchy and polo
you put on drip just to take you a photo
he tried to dap me up i do not know bro
n—- try stop me again that’s a no go
f-ck it we hop on his ass like a pogo
step with the gang only going where bro go

i fell in love with the drugs my b-tch hate when i’m high i get high when my temper get low low
i know she cheatin that’s why i got thot b-tches eating the f-ck do you think i’m a bozo

my baby spoiled she only know the word yes throw a tantrum if i tell her no no
hotbox the 4 door but n—- already know smoke exotic ain’t smoking dro dro
ain’t really bout it he do it for social media post it get shot like a photo

she tryna rush me b-tch i’m coming
i was just musty talking bummin
i’m buying more jeans for the summer and under amiri tee’s where i tuck it
i run up more cheese i ain’t bluffin
i met some more hoes i ain’t cuffin
my n—- blow smoke when it’s something
them n—- post polls that ain’t nothing

- ysn flow

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