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letra de kobe bryant - ysr gramz & ak bandamont

(313 mafia)

(yeah b-tch ysr sh-t we get bands a lot, n-gga)

(y-ysr sh-t in the bow street n-gga)

(two dawg i ain’t gonna lie this b-tch hard)

[verse 1] (ysr gramz)
b-tch, i got a lot to say, ran up some money with my cuz, i gotta buy a safe
n-gga you so broke you might as well try to rob a bank
the way we hit they blocks with them chops they thought we had a tank
the weed in this wood strong as h-ll it be lifting weight
i-i-i’m really getting pounds off i need to lose some weight
i know you tired of that broke sh-t, gatorade break
i just smoked 6 or 7 woods i ain’t even ate
we just pour a kobe bryant up we be sipping eights
no disrespect to kobе bryant i’m just talking drank
(long live kobe n-gga the grеatest of all time)
lemme get my drake
you be out here saving all the hoes, go and get yo cape
i’m in grand rapids with a k, i get bands a lot
they ain’t even get that bird? k, we get bands a lot
how the f-ck is you a real b-tch, and yo friends is thots
since you get a lot of f-cking money give yo mans a spot
[verse 2] (ak bandamont)
d-mn, give yo mans a spot
i just copped a box that’s full of chops i gave my man’s a glock
i would cuff this lil b-tch, but her friend a thot
if i catch a opp, i’ma put him in a box leave his mama shot
went to this b-tch crib don’t wanna talk just tell me where the pop
i was stepping work and broke my leg i can’t
be wear a lot
y’all n-ggas broke, y’all finally get a watch n-gga you wear it a lot
yo lil b-tch get freaky on the scale, she gettin tared a lot
i was broke, spending 10 on a re-up, i ain’t had budgets
n-gga called me up, he wanted a zip but he ain’t had nothin
he wanted a front, he wasn’t even tryna rob me it was my d-mn cousin
you n-ggas broke, can’t make a 20 with me, now i might act funny
dawg threw me in the trap and said sell that like i’m a trap dummy
said i got trap money, sell crack, and i got act money
i put her on the road but i ain’t focused, she got a flat booty
i’ll run up in yo trap and shoot yo back with a fat black uzi
i don’t like my hoes white, i like em black with a fat black coochie
y’all n-ggas out here f-cked up, i’m f-ckin hoes with a ass, back coochie
i sold that b-tch fishscale in the trap, sh-t this trap sushi
i’ll take a n-gga kit and charge him half to give it back to em

(just gimme half, haha)

- ysr gramz ak bandamont

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