letra de back & better - ysn juvy
[intro: ysn juvy]
ysn
and 14
[chorus: ysn juvy]
i’m in my bag, won’t fold, never
whole lot of racks, gon’ ball forever
my b-tch bad, she get whatever
we pop tags, gucci, louis, margiela
all these p-ssy n-ggas cap, they don’t really want no pressure
when we hoppin’ out it’s fly, might as well put that vest up
‘member i was doin’ bad, all they told me keep my head up
long nights in the trap, now i’m back and i’m better
[verse 1: jgreen]
now i’m back and i’m better
now i’m back to the cheddar
real n-ggas know i’m the deader
but f-ck n-ggas know better
this louis drip, i know it’s extra
you playin’ games, you get wet up
my young n-gga gon’ test ’em
my young n-gga gon’ stretch ’em
i got water, deep in aquafina, make her to a believer
i can turn a broke dusty b-tch into a bad diva
young n-gga, in your f-ckin’ bushes like i’m jeeper creeper
all black like the grim reaper, regal tires screechin’, gone
why the f-ck would they play with us?
when they know the draco stay with us
why the f-ck would they play with us?
when they know the draco stay with us
[chorus: ysn juvy]
i’m in my bag, won’t fold, never
whole lot of racks, gon’ ball forever
my b-tch bad, she get whatever
we pop tags, gucci, louis, margiela
all these p-ssy n-ggas cap, they don’t really want no pressure
when we hoppin’ out it’s fly, might as well put that vest up
‘member i was doin’ bad, all they told me keep my head up
long nights in the trap, now i’m back and i’m better
[verse 2: ysn juvy]
takin’ off like a jet, young fly street n-gga
they ain’t think that i was next, had to paint a vivid picture
light show on my neck, diamonds dancin’ like it’s triller
you know i love vvs, boss sh-t, big spender
came a long way from the block
came a long way from the struggle
thinkin’ ’bout takin’ my guap
those smackers gon’ take your -ss under
you ain’t never been flow
if i would keep it a hundred
how you gon’ hate on your joe
you ‘posed to keep it a hundred
dead flies when we hit the scene, stuntin’, what you mean?
mob ties, married to the streets, boy i gotta eat
bad b-tch suckin’ on jgreen, she gon’ f-ck the team
me and kade on that abc, keep that stick with me
[chorus: ysn juvy]
i’m in my bag, won’t fold, never
whole lot of racks, gon’ ball forever
my b-tch bad, she get whatever
we pop tags, gucci, louis, margiela
all these p-ssy n-ggas cap, they don’t really want no pressure
when we hoppin’ out it’s fly, might as well put that vest up
‘member i was doin’ bad, all they told me keep my head up
long nights in the trap, now i’m back and i’m better
[outro: ysn juvy]
i’m in my bag, won’t fold, never
whole lot of racks, gon’ ball forever
my b-tch bad, she get whatever
we pop tags, gucci, louis, margiela
all these p-ssy n-ggas cap, they don’t really want no pressure
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