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letra de free thug & lucci - ysr gramz

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
b-tch
this my lazy
i’m on some lazy sh-t

[verse]
the drac’ hit him in his back, made him stop breathin’
you gon’ get hit with this glock, i ain’t bob and weavin’
what you paid for your first chain, that’s what i charge for a feature
told my b-tch i’ma beat her ass if she heart a picture
i got two girls ridin’ with me, yeah, they ’bout to scissor
this one b-tch blocked my phone number ’cause i tried to pimp her
i almost yelled at baby j, i gotta watch my temper
you know i keep that tool on my side like i’m bob the builder
i’m gettin’ mad at the dispo’ ’cause they shoppin’ with ’em (dumbass)
i always got tee with me, he got a chopper with him (hе got a chopper)
i just seen this b-tch baby daddy, a cop was with him (f-ck)
i know this lil’ b-tch goin’ ’cause tot done hit hеr
in the hood
in the hood, catchin’ all these plays, eatin’ hood dinners
ever since a lil’-ass kid, i been a hood n-gga (no cap, n-gga)
you know i f-ck with [?][0:42]
i always call diesel for the drank, he a real sipper
bro’ll pull up, get to shootin’, n-gga, just like jimmer
tender-ass n-gga f-cked your b-tch, now you wanna k!ll him
you would think i’m signed to yn jay, i’m a coochie getter
i got so much dog sh-t on me, i’m a dookie n-gga
nah, like, real dookie
i know a n-gga used to sell dog, now he just like pookie
ah, i want a real ass b-tch like suki
this gon’ be your b-tch favorite song, n-gga, i’m just like toosii
put that lil’ p-ssy on facetime, b-tch, i feel like boosie
every dope dealer in the hood still ride on ruccis
the way the trap sellin’ today, i’m finna buy some gucci
i feel like i can’t even pick a side, free thug and lucci (free thug and lucci)
you want some head from a b-tch, take her to the movies
that ain’t no motherf-ckin’ ‘za, that weed taste fruity
i could tell this b-tch ass fake ’cause i rubbed her booty
my n-gga got a switch on his glock, you would think it’s an uzi
(frrt, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap)
my fiend said he just wanna rock like he lil uzi
i pay my young n-gga to watch the raid vans every tuesday
i be catchin’ plays out in denver like i’m jerry jeudy
i knew it was finna be some janky sh-t, i got booked by chewy (every time i’m booked by bro)
that’s krispylife manager
i just bust a clerk for ten k, she ain’t know i was scammin’ her
i felt like lil baby last night the way i was whammin’ her
i always got that mopstick with me, n-gga, i’m a janitor
f-ck around and catch a free body, then i’m goin’ to canada
you know i gotta bring them ‘bows with me when i go to atlanta
i got so high one night, i thought i seen santa
granny let me trap out her crib, i gotta thank sandra
i really live a dipset life like santana
i knew them n-ggas was bloods over there, i seen bandanas
bro got a big-ass gun, i call it grand cannon
[outro]
d-mn
n-gga, gramz be trippin’, man
motherf-cker don’t miss us, man
what the f-ck?

- ysr gramz

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