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ysr gramz – feel good كلمات اغاني

[intro: detwan love]
(boomin need extras)
hmm, wop, what we on, bro?
you said ep in one night, huh? hmm

[verse 1: detwan love]
my n_gga playin’ games ’round this b_tch, i should f_ck him up
keep playin’, i’ma turn into a barber, yeah, touch you up
ayy, why these cameramans playin’ ’round this b_tch? huh
it f_cked my heart up when my best friend snitched, huh
i would say a n_gga name, but i know he want some fame off me
i pull up to your shoot, drop fifty, i got dame on me
okay, i’m trippin’, i’m walkin’ through the rain, ain’t got no rain on me
i’m at a party with all b_tches, it’s a sleepover
i supply e pills at the sleepover
you done put that on your brother, you be slidin’, yeah, he rollin’ over
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
i ain’t gon’ lie, my first phone was a motorola
brodie got a big four_five, call it casanova
man, i hate these young hoes always actin’ older
when them young n_ggas touch an ak, they act like a soldier
like how the f_ck? hmm
how the f_ck you ain’t got a coat, n_gga, and it’s gettin’ colder?
n_gga, everywhere you go, you better have that blower
i came back with like twenty ‘bows, i had to thank the lord
b_tch, i had to thank the four
n_gga, you don’t really got a plug, you just got a cord

[interlude: detwan love]
i ain’t gon’ lie to y’all, i was f_cked up for a minute

[verse 3: detwan love]
i was f_cked up, i thought about sellin’ dope
i’m finna call quavis for a double_up
(finna call quavis for a double_up)
okay, finna call quavis for a double_up
hmm, i feel good, i wanna sell some dope today
i got to trippin’ in the trap and hit my n_gga with the scale
okay, hmm
b_tch, yeah, your girl got on michael kors
i’m evil, i’ll tie my cousin up with a bungee cord
i got to trippin’ in elementary, they had to send me to the psych ward
teen titan_ass n_gga, b_tch, yeah
teen titan_ass n_gga, i bet you do, lil’ cyborg
i was so f_cked up, i couldn’t see my granny at the morgue
i’m a blood, i’ll p— hmm, shh
i’ll pop a n_gga, leave him at the church prayin’ with the lord
you was g_y in high school, b_tch, you got a fro now
i got a 40, you really think we in the mall finna throw down? dumbass (b_tch)
[verse 4: ysr gramz]
i got a pocket full of money, ain’t got no gas
you got amiri jeans on, ain’t got no cash
if they catch you on my side, you ain’t gettin’ no pass
you ain’t get that edd money, you so sad

[verse 5: detwan love & ysr gramz]
my n_gga got that unemployment money and stopped talkin’ to me
b_tch don’t give a f_ck about the weather, she still walkin’ to me (sh_t)
h_ll yeah, i be talkin’ to the p_ssy, it be talkin’ to me
i’ll talk brazy to anybody that’s on that with me
should walk down the street— naw, okay
i should hide— huh, f_ck it
hide in the bushes on anybody that’s f_ckin’ with me

- ysr gramz

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