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letra de 2 cups - yung mal & lil quill

[chorus: yung mal]
i just poured a four in styrofoam, i hope i make it home
missed calls in my d-mn phone, just need my chill zone
east side, zone 6 n-gga, yeah that’s the k!ll zone
keep it solid, keep it real holme, that’s what i live on
if you ain’t tryna bring a mil home, you need to go’n on
new jeep, leave the doors on, and get my roll on
new freak at the spot and she ain’t got no clothes on
fell asleep cooking dope but i left the stove on

[verse 1: yung mal]
that lean got my head gone
i just poured a three in styrofoam
i’m swerving on my way home
with your ho, she ain’t got no clothes on
i get the head but i don’t stay long
they fell off and i’ma stay on
i guess that’s what they hate on
new jeep, take the doors off, and get my roll on
all this ice ’round my neck, i done caught a cold on ’em
i took your brother on a l!ck and a n-gga told on me
how the f-ck the n-gga snitch and he the one who drove for me?
couple j’s at the spot and they work the doors for me
you ever try me like a b-tch, i beat you like you stole somethin’
all these n-ggas dead broke, always want to hold something
go and get it how i got it, get off your -ss and get some money

[verse 2: lil quill]
couple freaks at the spot and they ain’t got no clothes on
i fell asleep on the couch, i had all my gold on
no i cannot leave out that house unless i got that pole on me
he had some clout but did not vouch for me, he kept it toes on me
i just poured me up a four inside a styrofoam, i be gettin’ the bag
don’t know what you want
i just made ten bags just to rap inside a microphone
i don’t know if i’ma make it home
told my ho i just f-cked ’bout eight b-tches
hope that she don’t take it wrong

- yung mal lil quill

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