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letra de yeuh - yungxray

hook: i cut her off now she b-tt hurt she hit my phone begging me just to f-ck her
(yeuh)
i told my mom that i love her, somehow she made me the sh-t i can’t judge her
(yeuh)
im really balling like ruckerz
why my chain always looking like mustard?
pie magazine if that boy wan get custard
he a lame and we hot like the summer!
im with the gang and we cold like december
my bro switching lanes to put him in a blinder
he messing with fye likе that boy a airbender
my plug servin drop likе that boy a bartender
i been number one,never been a contender
my b-tch keep a gun she will never surrender
i already won, already know you my son
im already done
im ready, im ready

verse 1:
already done, hit that b-tch once
i had fun
(yeuh)
i wanna go head and rip that
buy sum more drop, i dont know where the liqu at
(yeuh)
im with the clique like a kit kat
we got that drip and we all flexing big racks
(yeuh)
flexing that issey miyake
f-ck gucci, versace, im sharp like a pickaxe
woah!
got ice on my head and my neck and my finger
she like all my songs, she put that on her phone
she fight for the d-ck like she on jerry springer
she wanna have kids with me cus im the goat!
walk in the stu and im making a banger
i do this sh-t seriously and i just float!
she like how i rap but she think ima singer, she see i got racks that be all in my coat!
i can’t trust anybody if they not my bro!
they might origami on me and go fold!
i know that he never gon stick to the code!
what you need? what you want?
got that sh-t for the low!
what you need? what you need? what you need?
spreading my swag out like issa disease
ima leave, ima leave, ima leave
i blew the bag on the sh-t that i seen
oh!
i see it, i like it, i cop it
use the sh-t thats right next to my rocket
use ya b-tch cus i know she gon pop it
know that she f-ck with a n-gga like me cus im toxic
use ya b-tch cus i know she gon pop it
know that she f-ck with a n-gga like me cus im toxic
(yeuh)
(ye)
(ye)
(ye)
(yeuh)
hook: i cut her off now she b-tt hurt she hit my phone begging me just to f-ck her
(yeuh)
i told my mom that i love her, somehow she made me the sh-t i can’t judge her
(yeuh)
im really balling like ruckerz
why my chain always looking like mustard?
pie magazine if that boy wan get custard
he a lame and we hot like the summer!
im with the gang and we cold like december
my bro switching lanes to put him in a blinder
he messing with fye like that boy a airbender
my plug servin drop like that boy a bartender
i been number one,never been a contender
my b-tch keep a gun she will never surrender
i already won, already know you my son
im already done
im ready, im ready

- yungxray

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