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yung paradox - pop at ya lyrics

verse 1:

let me make it real simple i’ll pop at ya like a pimple
don’t smile with your dimples, get your -ss crippled
[?] cripplin depression, i get my next win
comin’ at me get ya neck spinned
i ran up on [?] with a big grin
shot him in the chin wonderin what coulda been
run up on me get ya head [?]
no we do not pretend, this isn’t fantasy
but as far as i can see you are a fan of me
we’re 2-16 that’s a f-ckin can of beans
gettin at ya spleen keep the f-ckin [?] clean

verse 2:

yeah i’m sippin on this lean, keep the iron in my jeans
let it pop watch you drop
all these bloods grab a mop
if you not a real g you a motherf-ckin opp
if we get the opportunity we move in unity
don’t f-cking come at me, money only thing i see
keep my mind focused while i’m blowin all these trees
i own like 5 mansions you live in teepees
i’m rich, not tay-k 47
but you try to bust me i’ll send your -ss to heaven
telekinesis, like i am eleven
14 in the clip but the [?] spray 7
don’t try to [?] my homies into being lonely
inhaling all this smoke got me feelin balognied
do me like a phony imma shoot her just like [?]
don’t say you’re thick if your booty be bony

outro:

dirty booty, what the f-ck?
ahhh shit
d-mn

- yung paradox

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