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ysr gramz & enrgy beats - r2 button lyrics
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[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
[chorus: ysr gramz]
call of duty_ass n_gga ain’t shot sh_t but an r2 b_tton
b_tch started askin’ me for money, i’m finna switch the subject
twenty_one shots out this glock, call it tim duncan
my b_tch mad at me, so today, i just bought her somethin’
i ain’t talkin’ hair, i’m talkin’ weed, i just bought a [?]
i’ma shoot like that n_gga james harden off the f_ckin’ thunder
if she tell you she got a f_ckin’ boyfriend, you can’t get her number
kids think i’m rich in my hood, they ask me for a hundred
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
if you get caught, don’t snitch on your mans, bro, keep it a hundred
another clip taped to the drac’, this b_tch hold a hundred
if i rap about the sh_t, on my mama, n_gga, i done done it
his head f_cked up, he went to court and told the world who done it
i don’t give a f_ck, i get locked, i ain’t sayin’ nothin’
i gave this b_tch two hundred for some head, she a headhunter
n_gga steady cappin’ on a feature, gave him al number
yeah, you shoot your gun, but you don’t make it, javale mcgee jumper
you f_cked up, you ain’t gon’ have no money ’til like next summer
i ain’t gon’ lie, 2020 was my best summer
this a beecher n_gga party, we got the vez jumpin’
he caught a headtap, now it’s fat like a f_ckin’ pumpkin
[chorus: ysr gramz]
call of duty_ass n_gga ain’t shot sh_t but an r2 b_tton
b_tch started askin’ me for money, i’m finna switch the subject
twenty_one shots out this glock, call it tim duncan
my b_tch mad at me, so today, i just bought her somethin’
i ain’t talkin’ hair, i’m talkin’ weed, i just bought a [?]
i’ma shoot like that n_gga james harden off the f_ckin’ thunder
if she tell you she got a f_ckin’ boyfriend, you can’t get her number
kids think i’m rich in my hood, they ask me for a hundred
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
if you know you ain’t never gave me sh_t, don’t ask me nothin’
i know we cool right now, but back in school, i smacked her brother
quit givin’ rat hoes your cheese and stack your money
i remember i wasn’t makin’ sh_t, now i rap for money
i know my hands good, ask my hood, i’ll scr_p for money
lil’ n_gga dropped out of school, he wanna whack him somethin’
high as h_ll off this percocet tryna crack somethin’
i knew dog was in a gang ’cause he stacked on me
n_gga ain’t have all the money, so i capped on him
before a n_gga up strap on me, i up strap on him
i ain’t gotta ask tee do he got it, he got strap on him
the weed wasn’t hittin’ like sh_t, i put wax on it
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