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letra de jaquavis & aaron - ysr gramz

[intro: krispylife kidd]
(ooh sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
f-ck danny, f-ck danny. d-mn danny. you done found my egh da-d-mn danny

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
n-ggas playin’ round this b-tch’ll get lift up
treat his ass like a backwood and get lit up
or i could use this draco and f-ck your whole fit up
free brother he on his way home he doing sit ups
my little n-gga said he want a chain i said go get you one
20 straps on lil’ bro street you can pick you one
i’ll use my mini draco just to pick you up
go and get another f-ckin’ chain, she gon’ eat me up
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
jaquavis bout to slide so, i’m gettin’ picked up
like i’m trynna’ get in touch wit’ you, you gettin’ hit up
f-ck a b-tch face, real rough, till’ she catch hiccups
like i’m trynna’ pimp a n-gga ride, it’s gettin’ lift up
d-mn, your man’s in the ashtray
get your b-tch nails done, she got a sad face
i’m runner-up through this b-tch, and you in last place
cocaine slide up unc nose, he got a glass face

[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you don’t wanna know what we did with our last k
i just sold two or three bows, yeah the fast way
i just got the head from your b-tch you got the ass face
my lil’ cousin made 40k on a sat-rday
don’t play with ysr i’ll send my whole hood after you
i gotta get her hair did, she gotta attitude
f-ck around and drop 3 mixtapes, i’m in my rapper mood
oh you scam lil’ n-gga? you could never do what trappers do

[verse 4: krispylife kidd]
you was sh-ttin’ first but, i’m the last to poot
i was the first to buss, you was the last to shoot
do somethin’ in broad daylight then do what casper do
catch a lot of bows and now, you the last to hoop
i beat my hoes up like i’m blunt logic
i shoot a glock just like i’m blunt logic
heard about you boy you is not silent
beat your favorite rapper ass coming out of hot topic
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[verse 5: ysr gramz]
aye kidd, i’m toting my glock like i’m o’dog
why the f-ck this n-gga looking at me like i know dog?
u-up the fiveseven at his ass i’m bout’ to blow dog
we boutta’ bring the fn’s and the glocks to the show dog

[verse 6: krispylife kidd]
on a good day, i ain’t gon’ lie, i be feelin’ bool
i just spent another band on some jimmy choo’s
came over my ex b-tch crib becuz’ i miss the food
hoes say i’m kind of mean, i be actin’ rude
you’ll act rude too if you was rich b-tch
i-i feel t–th in yo’ mouth now i’m p-ssed b-tch
200 on the dash it go -vroom- issa’ whip-whip
me and all my gang want the smoke like we wit’ him

- ysr gramz

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