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ysr gramz - the antidote كلمات الأغنية

[intro: krispylife kidd]
(enrgy beats)
enrgy made this one (yeah)
this b_tch hard as f_ck, yung sak runner

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
i’d rather have a doctor than a girlfriend
i’m ’bout to pose as a nurse, bring them scrubs in
man, you want a verse, bring a dub in
you feelin’ sick, pour up a deuce, i got the antidote
got banned ’cause they caught me catchin’ plays at the antidote
my b_tch was mad, was pullin’ at my door, now the handle broke
i put my hands on my b_tch head, where her dandruff go?
i’m always tryna count up and another band done broke
really out there in that water like a sea creature
they wanna visit flint and thеy wanna see beecher
i only charged him 2k, but that was a cheap fеature
you gon’ need the hawk in the avengers just to beat beecher
try us, n_gga, we can prove it
sh_t gettin’ rocky, try us, n_gga, we can smooth it
i’m in this b_tch off a perc_10, i’m gettin’ groovy
man, i get the p_ssy, throw the deuces
my n_gga really plugged with that cookie like he lucious
bent my b_tch fingers back, ho, who you think you foolin’?
catch a body with a bow and arrow, i’m rare, i think i’m cupid
my b_tch talk with her tongue, she be like, “boy you thupid”
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
she put her p_ssy on live, this b_tch think i’m boosie
this a daper dan edition, b_tch, i’m rockin’ gucci
yeah, i f_ck with nat, this drive, i’m finna slide with pookie
i’m a real trap n_gga, i still serve out hoopties
tryna run up me a hundred, b_tch, that’s my mood
i seen a sneak dissin’_ass n_gga, he tryna act bool
i got a stick on this glock like i’m playin’ pool
i got rich on my own, n_gga, who put on who?
ten thousand blues in my hand, i’ll put it on you
loski brim with them brim boys, they be yellin’, “whoop”
what i spent on my diamonds, could’ve bought a coupe
my baby mama gave me tax money, i went and bought a hoop
told unky call my phone, gave testers out
i think he workin’ with them people, how they let you out?
twenty bullets in this fn, i’ll let ’em out
you gon’ get your ass walked down ’cause you run your mouth
i’m finna run this money up, i need a better house
i love gettin’ head from your b_tch, she got a better mouth
he got hit with that bl!ck and it set him down
ain’t got no love for no b_tch, i can’t settle down

- ysr gramz

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