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ysr gramz - white runtz lyrics

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
n_gga always talking trap, never sold no dope
i was really f_cked up, sold the fiend some soap
yeah, i heard you was broke, need to sell your soul
take a trip to collarato, i’ma mail them bolls
b_tch, i might run into some money, that’s what tip i’m on
b_tch say i smell like runts, that’s the weed i smoke
dawg talking ’bout them scams, guaranteed he broke
i build a b_tch up, fill her up with hope
hit dawg from down the street, i ain’t use no scope
finna kidnap a n_gga, let me use this rope
she steady reaching for my d_ck, she done [?]
hit her with deman d_ck, i done touched her soul
i’ve been trappin all day, i done bust a boll
lil b_tch a head hunter, i done touched her throat
[?] wanna k!ll bro, he done f_cked his ho
[?] with this mack, i’ll trim your throat
broke as h_ll in a party, i done lost my coat
and my head been f_cked up, since we lost lil bro
run around with ar’s, we is not no hoes
finna chop back and forth, watch him rock and roll
man, i used to be broke, well, not no more
spent 400 on some kicks, finna buy some more
lil b_tch say she hungry, bought a 4 for 4
n_ggas [?] around this b_tch, like [?] rose
i like a bad cute b_tch, with the hair and toes
talking all that money sh_t, got one pare of clothes
i [?] around that n_gga, ’cause i heard he [?]
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
b_tch p_ssy good like i hate her, but i love her
i still rock vlone, because deep down, i’m a lover
she asked what i do, i say nothing
don’t ask ’bout my hustle, b_tch, if you ain’t tryna stuff them
they still show me love in texas, like i’m tim dunkin
i still slide the f_ck up a n_gga function
[?] punched all these numbers
b_tches love me, ’cause i lay pipe like a plumber
bumped into an opp, [?] almost bust him
b_tch got on [?] please, do not touch me
got a call from [?], got plays [?]
i’ve been charging high for blues [?]
keep a 40 on me, b_tch, but i ain’t no druggy
been a minute since i been broke, got some money
ran up a check, [?] in the country
got caught in public with my stuffer, now my b_tch don’t trust me
d_mn, you really don’t trust me
f_ck it
[?] a magision with them gift cards
thank you for shopping at walmart, make my d_ck hard
you can run if you want to, you ain’t gon’ get far
you a freaky n_gga, eat them hoes with that discharge
[?] had the nerve to ask for a gift card
so guess what? that b_tch ain’t get no gift card
[?] how i whip hard
bro keep getting caught, this like his fifth charge
tryna [?] me [?] almost k!lled [?]
[?] but i miss dawg
red bottoms on, b_tch, i drip hard

- ysr gramz lyrics

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