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letra de game over - ysr gramz

[intro: yn jay]
marc boomin
i mean like, alright
i mean like, i been there all day just tryna make a lil’ money, you know?
you get what i’m sayin’? ayy

[verse 1: yn jay]
i been trappin’ all winter, got my timbs dusty, d-mnnnn
broke up with a bad b-tch but she still love me
i can tell a b-tch i got covid, she gon’ still hug me
seen you in the club with that hoe, why your b-tch dusty?
and she ain’t put on deodorant, why your b-tch- ahhhh, why your b-tch musty?
make my young n-gga stab, you would think he seen chucky
b-tch i got twenty-three [?] get my team buckets
drink a pint of wok in a day, got my- yeah
drink a pint of wok in a day, i be lean flushin’
you was drinkin’ ten dollar lines, you got the green stuff
have you ever seen a ar pistol with a beam on it?
have you ever lived in a house without thе screen on it?
ha, oh, you talkin’ ’bout, like, like the front door?
n-gga i can’t wait to win a grammy, i’ma pee on it
i’vе been drinkin’ wok all year, i got the lean stomach
i just pulled up to catch a play so all my feinds f-ckin’
i just had to get my- d-mn
i just had to get my pants tailored, got my jeans floodin’
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
if i show love to you will it mean somethin’?
i love when my n-ggas slide, he got a mean jump
n-gga, you a fool if you ever put a ring on her
police ask for a hook, and you [?]
tip of her tongue and she asked me put a bean on her
they can’t wait ’til i fall off, n-gga, dream on it
jay know if he fall off he can lean on me
i got a lotta chicken on me, got a wing on me
des pulled up with the drac’, bro there’s [?]
slid down this one n-ggas block, not a c note
you ever seen a fn five-seven with a beam on it?
when we outta town, know we got a couple g’s on us
you know i love them hundreds, lil’ n-gga i’m a feind over it
n-gga say he got some drac’ on him, n-gga, we want it
two-hundred k on the floor, i put my team on it
n-gga want smoke, we gon’ knock his whole team over

[chorus: ysr gramz]
gang, gang, gang, n-gga, gang only
n-gga ain’t sh-t tatted, still hatin’ on us
n-gga got k!lled for the clout, now the fame over
he done got his ass wasted, now the game over

- ysr gramz

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