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letra de ahh ha - ysr gramz & enrgy beats

[intro: ysr gramz]
(enrgy made this one)
f-ck it
alright

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
f-ck it, pay a rapper for a feature and box him in
i’m finna backdoor my main mans, all my opps his friends
dropped two lines in this faygo pop, now my pop red
made a promise to this ysr sh-t, he gon’ pop heads
ridin’ with this chopstick on me, i’m tryna chop dreads
hit this lil’ b-tch on the floor, i ain’t use the bed
every time i get some money, i flash it, i ain’t used to bread
dog gon’ get his f-ckin’ head cracked like an easter egg
i don’t treat none of my b-tches right, i’m a piece of sh-t
they think i’m by myself, but i’m not, i keep a bl!ck
b-tch hair ain’t never done, i’ma get it fixed
if a n-gga diss me, end his career like 50 cent
bro punches hittin’ so hard, he can punch a brick
bro shoot sh-t, he ain’t never threw a punch or sh-t
four n-ggas of lebeau street probably f-cked your b-tch
they know beecher n-ggas like to fight, we’ll stomp on sh-t
kobe bryant with this backwood, i ain’t passin’ it
this n-gga mad at his baby mama ’cause i stabbed it
don’t touch me while i’m performin’ on stage, i’ma jab you
if you murk this one lil’ n-gga for me, i’ma cash you
you can say what the f-ck you want, but don’t touch me
a lot of n-ggas talk down on me, but can’t f-ck with me
he be hatin’ on me, that’s why his b-tch wanna f-ck me
twelve hundred dollars for these shoes, but they ugly
[chorus: ysr gramz & babyfxce e]
ah-ha (ah-ha), you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
you can talk down on me, but can you f-ck with me? (ah-ha, ah-ha)
i get them b-tches for the low ’cause he f-ck with me
old tender-ass n-gga mad ’cause his b-tch f-ck with me
ah-ha (ah-ha), huh, b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me
gramz, what you say? b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me
ah-ha (ah-ha), b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me
hold on, alright

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
i ain’t gotta see your sh-t, i know you can’t f-ck with me
i’m high-demand right now, so it’s hard to get in touch with me
my cup a couple g’s and my belt got a double g
my cherokee got a broke window, this the other jeep
huh, n-gga, this the one i slide in
this the one i can’t forget my mask when i ride in
this the b-tch i crack once and then i bring the guys in
this the b-tch that wasn’t f-ckin’ with me ’cause i wasn’t hot then
but i’m hot now
i used to didn’t have no money, i got a lot now
aim the micro from the stomach, tear the block down
every b-tch that used to play my top give me top now
and that sh-t f-ck my head up
i can’t give a b-tch attention, that sh-t f-ck the bread up
ak bullets out a pistol, this’ll f-ck your legs up
told her, “i’m a dog, b-tch,” for the heads-up
up a hundred thousand, thought a p-ssy said somethin’
not a joystick, n-gga, this a fed b-tton
i don’t want no more green, n-gga, keep the red comin’
yeah, it’s with an x, n-gga
[chorus: ysr gramz & babyfxce e]
ah-ha (ah-ha), you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
you can talk down on me, but can you f-ck with me? (ah-ha, ah-ha)
i get them b-tches for the low ’cause he f-ck with me
old tender-ass n-gga mad ’cause his b-tch f-ck with me
ah-ha (ah-ha), huh, b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me
gramz, what you say? b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me
ah-ha (ah-ha), b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me
hold on, alright

- ysr gramz enrgy beats

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