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ysn flow - mcgriddles lyrics
[intro]
tuned up!
this sound like [?]
[chorus]
catch him in that drive_thru, we cook sh_t up like mcgriddles
n_gga pressed me ’bout his b_tch, his eyes got popped up like her pimples
you got money, why you stressed out? wish it really was that simple
i got ptsd, demons, i can’t get them off my mental
[verse]
before i get sentimental, i’ll probably k!ll who hurt me
every time we pulled up, we made n_ggas dance like they was st_rdy
so addicted to this grind, like you would think it came wit’ pеrkies
b_tch, don’t try to f_ck me now, ain’t wanna f_ck when i was dirty
i got bands now
wеnt and bought some sticks, attached the drums, you know that band loud
yo’ b_tch love my t__th, i ain’t put diamonds in my d_mn mouth
i been in my duffle, i’m gon’ eat, without a d_mn doubt
do this for the bros, don’t give a f_ck about no d_mn clout
put the city on, b_tch, i ain’t never seen no d_mn drought
left my glock at home, you could still come see what these hands ’bout
shot so many times i thought it jammed, but d_mn, i ran out
o.t.m., this out the mud, ain’t never put my hands out
i’ma k!ll myself before i go out like a l!ck
if you take from off my plate, then i’ma make you eat this bl!ck
new balenci’s don’t got laces, you tell me why would i trip?
you ain’t match when i had grams, so you can’t smoke up out my zips
[bridge]
b_tch, then my heart got cold as f_ck
i ain’t scared of sh_t, come by my doley if i’m showin’ up
bro run up and blow him one
you n_ggas owed us one
i know i get hot_headed but the gang worse, i’m the coldest one
[verse 2]
we givin’ out toe tags
drums and guns in my tote bag
you fake, i know that, i
marry money, no romance, i
be alone, got no friends, i
go hard, got no plans, i
need you some help, i
me by all myself, i
[chorus]
catch him in that drive_thru, we cook sh_t up like mcgriddles
n_gga pressed me ’bout his b_tch, his eyes got popped up like her pimples
you got money, why you stressed out? wish it really was that simple
i got ptsd, demons, i can’t get them off my mental
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