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letra de freestyle - yung drilla yg

[chorus]
we shoot until there’s nothin’ left, okay, okay
headshot, f-ck your vest, that way, that way
i’m in trap whippin’ the fish
b-tter knife, i been scr-pin’ the dish
and i got dope but these fiends got the chips, okay, okay
and i just bought me a new glock, that way, that way
now he can’t come around my block, no way, no way
and i just did five years in them cells
just came home, but it’s okay
fresh on road, i’m stackin’ these chips, and my sweaters say dolce

[verse 1]
ayy, young n-gga world, ayy
it’s young n-gga era, let a old head try page me, i dare him
no play gun, these bullets gon’ flare him
ayy, yung drilla, i flex in designer
if he think of bands i can’t hear him, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
bad b-tch look like cinderalla
top me and i just met her
yung drilla, young trendsetter
i caught him, shooters gon’ get him
ayy, i caught him, shooters, they gon’ run up and get him
ayy, headshot, no water, but them bullets gon’ wet him
ayy, ayy, i just came out the box
ayy, ayy, them cop’az had me knocked
ayy, ayy, did five years, didn’t talk
ayy, ayy, ’cause that’s just how i rock
ayy, ayy, and drilla, i’m a boss
walk in the mall, i bought all, don’t care ’bout the cost
ayy, ayy, i flex in lacoste
ayy, ayy, no hugo, i’m a boss
[chorus]
we shoot until there’s nothin’ left, okay, okay
headshot, f-ck your vest, that way, that way
i’m in trap whippin’ the fish
b-tter knife, i been scr-pin’ the dish
and i got dope but these fiends got the chips, okay, okay
and i just bought me a new glock, that way, that way
now he can’t come around my block, no way, no way
and i just did five years in them cells
just came home, but it’s okay
fresh on road, i’m stackin’ these chips, and my sweaters say dolce

[verse 2]
i give them dividence
get the [?] once i get it in
triple beam scale for the measurements
dry whip, get a extra zip (ayy)
trapaholic like i’m the cocaine specialist
glock .40 on me with an extra clip
if you want beef we can settle it
i’ma shoot this glock, ain’t no wrestlin’, ayy, ayy
i get the racks, what you need? just hit my jack
i’ll book it like that from the front to the back
and they all waiting in line for that pack (ayy)
and i get the racks, young n-gga fell in love with the trap, ayy
and i keep a strap, .30 clip with a switch in the back, ayy, ayy
and i’ma leave him in the past, ayy, ayy
i’ma leave him in the past, ayy, ayy
me and [?] in the trap, ayy, ayy
and we gettin’ all these racks, ayy, ayy
i don’t think they understand, ayy, ayy
i’m just tryna see these bands, ayy, ayy
i’m just tryna see these bands, ayy, ayy
hunnid, hunnid, hunnid bands
[chorus]
we shoot until there’s nothin’ left, okay, okay
headshot, f-ck your vest, that way, that way
i’m in trap whippin’ the fish
b-tter knife, i been scr-pin’ the dish
and i got dope but these fiends got the chips, okay, okay
and i just bought me a new glock, that way, that way
now he can’t come around my block, no way, no way
and i just did five years in them cells
just came home, but it’s okay
fresh on road, i’m stackin’ these chips, and my sweaters say dolce
ayy

- yung drilla yg

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