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ysr gramz - jaquavis & aaron lyrics
[intro: krispylife kidd]
(ooh sh_t, that’s a danny g beat)
f_ck danny, f_ck danny. d_mn danny. you done found my egh da_d_mn danny
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
n_ggas playin’ round this b_tch’ll get lift up
treat his ass like a backwood and get lit up
or i could use this draco and f_ck your whole fit up
free brother he on his way home he doing sit ups
my little n_gga said he want a chain i said go get you one
20 straps on lil’ bro street you can pick you one
i’ll use my mini draco just to pick you up
go and get another f_ckin’ chain, she gon’ eat me up
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
jaquavis bout to slide so, i’m gettin’ picked up
like i’m trynna’ get in touch wit’ you, you gettin’ hit up
f_ck a b_tch face, real rough, till’ she catch hiccups
like i’m trynna’ pimp a n_gga ride, it’s gettin’ lift up
d_mn, your man’s in the ashtray
get your b_tch nails done, she got a sad face
i’m runner_up through this b_tch, and you in last place
cocaine slide up unc nose, he got a glass face
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you don’t wanna know what we did with our last k
i just sold two or three bows, yeah the fast way
i just got the head from your b_tch you got the ass face
my lil’ cousin made 40k on a sat_rday
don’t play with ysr i’ll send my whole hood after you
i gotta get her hair did, she gotta attitude
f_ck around and drop 3 mixtapes, i’m in my rapper mood
oh you scam lil’ n_gga? you could never do what trappers do
[verse 4: krispylife kidd]
you was sh_ttin’ first but, i’m the last to poot
i was the first to buss, you was the last to shoot
do somethin’ in broad daylight then do what casper do
catch a lot of bows and now, you the last to hoop
i beat my hoes up like i’m blunt logic
i shoot a glock just like i’m blunt logic
heard about you boy you is not silent
beat your favorite rapper ass coming out of hot topic
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[verse 5: ysr gramz]
aye kidd, i’m toting my glock like i’m o’dog
why the f_ck this n_gga looking at me like i know dog?
u_up the fiveseven at his ass i’m bout’ to blow dog
we boutta’ bring the fn’s and the glocks to the show dog
[verse 6: krispylife kidd]
on a good day, i ain’t gon’ lie, i be feelin’ bool
i just spent another band on some jimmy choo’s
came over my ex b_tch crib becuz’ i miss the food
hoes say i’m kind of mean, i be actin’ rude
you’ll act rude too if you was rich b_tch
i_i feel t__th in yo’ mouth now i’m p_ssed b_tch
200 on the dash it go _vroom_ issa’ whip_whip
me and all my gang want the smoke like we wit’ him
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