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letra de today - ysn flow

[intro]
yeah, yeah, uh
aye, aye, aye
(mumbling)
l462, gang

[verse 1]
nfl, catchin’ plays, renny moss
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout age, take it off
n-ggas all on my d-ck, get ’em off
i took off like a rocket, no pause
b-tch i just have my back on the wall
now you see all my racks, standin’ tall
i’mma go shop at saks, when i get the sack, don’t look at the tags no more
i get the bag, and it’s blue, i had racks in the mattresses too
i can put a bad b-tch in her mood, in my bag, i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout school
off the dome, i ain’t doin’ no writin’, 30. clip, you get hit with some lightning
i could have f-cked on his b-tch, but she sucked on my d-ck, because i heard her p-ssy was trifelin’
big baguettes, my neck like a ice tray
i keep hearin’ them n-ggas don’t like me, but these n-ggas is b-tches won’t fight me
she can suck on my d-ck, but don’t bite me
if i did some, i bet they won’t write me
rock supreme, now i walk like a hypebeast
i’m just tryna find out what the hype be, peepin’ this designer and forces, i never downgraded from nike
now i’m on the road, and i’m doin’ shows
and i be still givin’ my brothers them both
some n-ggas hate that i’m rappin’, my mama hate that i’m trappin’
n-ggas ain’t think this would happen, remember they said i couldn’t rap
so now for a feature, you know i be taxin’
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-ah
i f-cked her yesterday, f-ck on her friend today
b-tch i feel like the man today
think i might hide from the cam’ today
i ain’t tryna see fans today
big bankroll, made bands today
i’mma stuff my pants today
gotta go hard, there’s bands to make
but i know my account got a lot
i want some diamonds to sit in the face of the watch
baby hoe, give me a patek philippe
i got my lil b-tch on fleek
my lil baby is a lil thot on her knees
i be makin’ h-lla guala, that’s cheese
double c-note, she ain’t rockin’ no pink
you can’t name no b-tch that’s out of my league
you can’t name a n-gga hotter than me
pull up, i hop out and i bling
push start, b-tch i don’t need no keys
i’m tryna put diamonds on top of my t–th
i can not date her, if she not a freak
i’mma pull up, get the check then i leave
i got a coat on, my diamonds on freeze
loyalty that’s all i want around me
they can say all what they want about me
’cause lil b-tch i’m up, and i don’t give a f-ck, if a n-gga tryna reach for my chain, i’mma bust
in calabasas, i’m smokin’ on stank, you need more than fibreeze, man this sh-t smellin’ must
heard you wan’ ride, you get thrown to the snakes, and you n-ggas ain’t silent, how the f-ck could i trust
i’m in a maybach, i kick back, and relax, for the days i went on the bus
it took some time and this sh-t was a lot-ot-ot
now i’m livin’ it up-up-up
i’m outta state, i can’t get me no sleep, and i’m geeked off the addy, i’m puttin in work
and the opps they active, opps they slidin’, ’cause they know they ’bout to get hurt
i might f-ck around, go f-ck her bestfriend, then go talk about it in a verse
say you want smoke n-gga, up it, wrap up his body and dump it
she blowin’ my d-ck like a trumpet, ysl, that my music triumphet
lean, no-no-no-no, big backwood gassin’ me, racks on me, i ball out, just pass to me
b-tch that’s boof, ain’t gassin’ me, blue strip bills i’m glad to see
i make a hunnid’ bands casually, runnin’ straight to the bank, and they askin’ me
not over
n0body ever told me that the pain stay around when you get older, oh
no i don’t know her, she just want some clout
told her come here, put this d-ck in yo’ mouth
i get them packages shipped to the south
i need that back, ain’t afraid to come out

[outro]
n-ggas they don’t know me, they just know my name-me
(on god them n-ggas been actin’ like they know me like)
so don’t trust what they say-ay
(y’all n-ggas don’t f-ckin’ know me)
that come from me, ’cause they will lie straight to your face
(actin’ like you n-ggas know me, you n-ggas don’t f-ckin’ know me)
yeah
(them n-ggas is hatin’ on me, suck my f-ckin’ d-ck if you don’t f-ck with me)
on god, on god
(all my supporters, i love y’all n-ggas)
l462, gang
(only the motherf-ckin’ realest, b-tch)

- ysn flow

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