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letra de bait - yt (lth)

[intro: yt]
hill sh-t
f-ck the opps, otf

[chorus: yt & ramz]

gotta’ shout-out my g.i.d-s
trap, bugz, free up my five-s (free ’em)
nuff’ boys on the block it’s litty
corn in two, it’s live, it’s live (bow-bow)
slim said “a dinger or ped?”
i hit bro up, like i really don’t mind (which one? which one?)
i don’t park it off, i turn barbershop
the way that i gave man a fade (shave him)
young n-gga at the trap so much
i basically live with j-s (junkies)
time to go on a glide
i’m leavin’ my phone so i’m [?] (not now)
whole gang just trynna’ catch k-s
do that bait and then leave that case (buss’ it)
[verse 1: yt]
i just bought some at kfc (bow)

oh sh-t, i couldn’t stop coughin’
b-tch wanna’ link and do up dates
f-ck that, i only want sloppin’ (suck it)
trident go, copped me a z
i was gassed when they started lockin’ (trap boy)
bare sweets so we lurk best one
out on the road trynna’ spill redrum (bow)

that one there weren’t fun

do it like s, leave man stressed, now he gotta’ grow some wings (p-ssed)
i just copped me a new lightie, fat -rs-, she come like kim (leng)
15 gon’ rip through muscle, couldn’t care if you doin’ up gym (d-ckhead)
i just done me another splashin’, horrid one when i tore through limbs (ying it, ying it)
wanna rap ’bout score, [?], throw that ying in the bin (d-ckhead)

they got all my n-ggas them locked, but i’m still trynna’ drill on your’ friends (free them)
they got all my n-ggas them locked, but i’m still trynna’ drill on your’ friends (free them)
[chorus: yt & ramz]

[verse 2: ramz]
rise up the 12 and blast it (bow)
i won’t feel sorry for the target (no way)

when i jump out the ride let’s see who’s the fastest
swing my shank where his heart is (swing it)

can’t talk ’bout none of these bootings (no)
justin trynna’ gain intelligence (f-cking d-ckhead)
i’ll swing my shank for chest
my bodies full of adrenaline (huh?)
lt we’re a bag of menaces (facts)
aim that dotty high and pellet him (bow)

got six on his blade cah’ he’s way too devilish (devilish)
on the glide i’m taking a risk
move low cah’ it’s bait on the strip
me with a mash i’ll take off your’ wig (bow)
and your’ bro [?] wanna’ speak to the pigs (bow)
always in the bando the way that i live (huh?)
better run away when my knife fl!cks (run off)
they don’t want war cah’ we rise sticks (no, no)
he f-cked up cah’ i knew where the guy lived
got the drop, camped out then we fried him (bow)
off for the k!ll jaysav they were hidin’ (mad up)
lurk in the , i can’t find him
jump out the ride with a wap or it’s knifings (p-ssies)
the amount of risk that we took while riding
my heart’s fully in and this beef ain’t slideing (facts)
chestshot o i ain’t dishing out slicings
swing my shank trynna’ close man’s eyelid (dead up)
[chorus: yt & ramz]

[verse 3: yt]
15 out on the mainers (bow)
step correct or get chinged out your’ trainers (get ’em)
put that bop on a 3 double o
never a 125 (are you dumb?)
these shots won’t get you drunk
but, these shots will get you fried (lil man, lil man)
and i ain’t really into the lies
i’d rather get ’round and juice my knife (ying it)
the mandem copped a new dinger
two liter [?] four door drive (skrrt)

your’ friend got chinged in the chest
no chance to say goodbye
your’ friend got chinged in the chest
no chance to say goodbye (where ’em there?)

- yt lth

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