lirik lagu ybf k sauce - iykyk 2
[intro]
off a lotta pills, bro tryna k!ll
if you know, you know
n~gga say you dead, that’s what it is
n~ggas run they mouth like hoes
but turn fed when sh~t get serious
i just call my bro houdini
how he make sh~t disappear
[verse]
b~tch, if you know, you know
i could name a couple n~ggas died
and a few more that got they ass beat
’bout what i put in lines
n~ggas used to throw them hoes
go buy a glock, get with the times
i’m just tryna put you on
b~tch, i don’t say sh~t just to rhyme
and just ’cause n~ggas go deactivate they page
don’t mean they slidin’
ain’t you know rule number five?
shut the f~ck up
stay alive
number six
don’t get in that mix if you just wanna drive
if you really ain’t on sh~t
you better not post up with them guys
n~ggas played
i told bro ‘nem “cool, let’s see how sh~t go”
let it bang
see a n~gga move, just put sh~t on the floor
say it’s up
so how the f~ck you gassed out
you don’t want smoke
like what the f~ck that p~ssy n~gga talkin’ ’bout
that boy a hoe
bro been on drill after drill
like he do construction work
he poppin’ pill after pill
i thought they wasn’t even percs
i told them n~ggas leave me ‘lone
i’m in my zone
you gon’ get merked
bro put that bag on yo’ head
ask yo’ mama what you worth
it’s wintertime
put that n~gga on a sweater
f~ck a shirt
say he straight up out the mud, right?
so he gon’ love the dirt
say on yo’ mama i’m gon’ die
b~tch, you better hug her first
my bro ain’t never did no dope
i swear to god, he love the work
i tell him slide
he say “okay, let me grab my sh~t”
if n~ggas talk too much, he shut ’em up
man, that’s what they get
n~ggas barkin’
like they with that sh~t
’til they ass get hit
rule number seven
i don’t give a f~ck
you should’ve kept yo’ stick
gang ‘nem say they bend blocks
you ain’t get shot?
then they must ain’t slid
police say they been hot
don’t ask me sh~t
i don’t know what they did
send bro to heaven’s gates
hope that’s yo’ favorite place
’cause that’s where you ‘gon live
this sh~t on the waist
put fye straight to the face
if bro come off the hip
never had a m
i started rappin’
watch how this sh~t happen
chris angel
they caught his ass in traffic
now he gone like magic
2025, b~tch fix yo’ tv
you don’t want no static
while you still alive
better fix yo’ keyboard
and quit all that cappin’
[outro]
i could rap all day
’bout the same n~ggas hatin’
never gave a f~ck
might get yo’ daughter gone
this sh~t like taken
are what you eat
n~ggas in that room
they turn to bacon
i done gave y’all all the time you n~ggas need
just can’t replace me
d~mn
(somebody tell them n~ggas pay me)
(did my research)
(you in all that work)
(ain’t got no paper)
(tell them boys i’m seasoned in this sh~t)
(they ain’t got no flavor)
(since you with that sh~t)
(jump in that water like jamaica)
(ybf)
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