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letra de ysr gramz - free kannon - ysr gramz

[intro: ysr gramz and enrgy beats]
e-e-enrgy made this one
yung sak runner, yung sak runner

[hook]
all-black glock, ten milly like a psp
i was selling weed when it was twenty-five for a g’
my young n-gga dropped out of school ‘cuz he caught a b’
i’m finna pay this b-tch a hundred to take me to the d
a hundred f-cking million on the line, i bet i’ll make this three
i just bought three ‘bows today, i ain’t going to sleep
this money sh-t been in my blood like i’m lil’ meech
in the club looking for some hoes, man, lil’ [?]

[verse]
i ain’t gon’ lie, i don’t trust you if you ain’t lsp
before i dive in that p-ssy, i’mma pop a p’
tinder ass n-gga tryna beef, n-gga, that ain’t p
you want a ysr verse? you gotta pay the fee
i love a bad ass b-tch with some pretty feet
i’ll have her bad ass drive them ‘bows to tennеssee
when you shooting out the whip, we gеtting out on feet
shoot a n-gga in the face, tryna backdoor me
he got a ysr flow, these n-ggas think they me
you was switching on your bros, n-gga, you like kd
i’m a krispylife brother, you don’t know ad
i’m a real big brother, you don’t know a. lee?
i’m tryna run my money up like jay-z
i got all blues on me like dave east
before i sip fake drank, i’ll sip bleach
three hundred blackout on me, i call it chief keef
like that chicken n-gga p, you n-ggas cheap-cheap
a n-gga ran down on gramz, now he six feet
my right hand like drank, it put you to sleep
a n-gga mad at his b-tch, she want a picture of me
a whole bunch of chicken [?] tryna beef with me
if the p-ssy ain’t hitting on sh-t, you can’t sleep with me
if a n-gga ever snitch, you won’t see him with me
if you ain’t never get it out the mud, you won’t feel me
free that n-gga d rich and free that n-gga kannon
i’ll throw a bucket at you like [?]
[?] broke [?] scam everybody, [?] finesse the planet
in mississippi, selling weed where it’s david banner
she eat the d-ck sloppy as h-ll, she ain’t got no manners
ot with d rich, he just scammed a manager
i ain’t even f-ck your b-tch, i let my n-ggas ram her
you a whole ass hamster, let a b-tch [?]
[hook]
all-black glock, ten milly like a psp
i was selling weed when it was twenty-five for a g’
my young n-gga dropped out of school ‘cuz he caught a b’
i’m finna pay this b-tch a hundred to take me to the d
a hundred f-cking million on the line, i bet i’ll make this three
i just bought three ‘bows today, i ain’t going to sleep
this money sh-t been in my blood like i’m lil’ meech
in the club looking for some hoes, man, lil’ [?]

- ysr gramz

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