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grindhard e & ysr gramz – round ten كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(313 mafia)
[?]
(stupid dog, i ain’t gon’ lie, this b_tch hard)

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i’m in the booth with babytron, he brung a glock nine
everybody had your b_tch like wi_fi
red beam on the fn like a stove light
man, this weed strong as h_ll like an old sprite

[verse 2: babytron]
tuh, yeah, got dogs with me
x on my feet, lil’ b_tch, that’s the off_wizzy
hit the lil’ b_tch with the tuh, she was off henny
every gang member that i got gettin’ off with me

[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you ain’t gang_gang, you can’t get off with me
n_ggas tryna get a free feature to get off whitney
f_ggot_ass n_gga, you should sign to walt disney
bought the bag yesterday, it was gone wednesday

[verse 4: babytron]
i got the tuh and the— that put thе dogs on me
chop with the ribbit on it, i’ll put the frogs on you
buffs with thе smoke tint, look like fog on ’em
your b_tch a lil’ freak, can you get her off of me?
[verse 5: ysr gramz & babytron]
i don’t wanna hit that cooch, i ain’t yn jay
need a whole zip, lil’ bro, i don’t get high off eighths
n_gga, back the f_ck up ‘fore i blow your face
ooh, it ain’t my birthday, but i’m blowin’ cake
n_gga said he want a feature, i said, “oh, okay”
one_hand the bag touchdown like i’m obj
i still play with thirty_eights, them my throwaways
oh, you wanna meet your mans? you can go today
sendin’ clay out to curry, feel like golden state
she flexin’ with that weak_ass purse, but i know it’s fake

[verse 6: ysr gramz]
n_gga talkin’ ’bout he got ‘za, but i know it ain’t
i ain’t get the head out your b_tch ’cause her breath was stank
he got so much designer, but it’s all fake
i got a real ak and a small drac’

[verse 7: babytron]
granny trippin’ ’cause i tote guns
boy, it’s all fun and games ’til my folks come
three hoes want me, that’s a foursome
i was gettin’ head, woke up ’cause my phone rung
brrt, ayy, sh_ttyboyz

[verse 8: ysr gramz]
you out here gettin’ hoes drunk, you a henny boy
like a bad_ass kid, i got many toys
used to ball back then, boy, you brandon roy
[verse 9: grindhard e]
grindhard e, you know what the f_ck it is
what up, tron? what up, quavis?
i ain’t a pedophile, but i was playin’ with a little girl or boy
talkin’ cold to my n_gga, come get this bad_ass lil’ boy
unc’ said he got a lil’ hard, but it’s a lil’ moist
i was playin’ with thirty_twos and thirty_eights as a little boy
on some bullsh_t, you heard a boom, it was a lil’ noise
i’m a grown man, i’m just short, i ain’t no lil’ boy
now it’s aks and fns, ain’t no little toys
ridin’ with dog sh_t, on the phone with the sh_ttyboyz
man, that cookie ain’t got black spots like chips ahoy
unc’ said this batch straight drop, he gotta hit the boy
okay, let me switch it up
auntie come and bless me with the pills each and every month
backwoods stuffed, two, three grams, each and every blunt
extortin’ that p_ssy at me, gotta pay her just to let you f_ck
i can’t make this up
first b_tch said, “nut in me when you ’bout to nut”
tryna cop ten in blues from the bank, i got a paper cut
price on the drank goin’ up, i’m still pourin’ up
me and lil’ d gettin’ high, we pourin’ fours and up
i ain’t tryna buy an eighth, i smoke it by o’s and up
threw a party with them all them n_ggas, when the hoes gon’ come?
i’m only worried ’bout a bag or when the ‘bows gon’ come
a lot of bullsh_t goin’ on, i bought a lot more guns
i got a sloppy_ass roll in my pocket and i ain’t got no ones
(313 mafia)

- grindhard e ysr gramz

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