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lirik lagu ysr gramz & enrgy beats - ahh ha

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[intro: ysr gramz]
(enrgy made this one)
f~ck it
alright

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
f~ck it, pay a rapper for a feature and box him in
i’m finna backdoor my main mans, all my opps his friends
dropped two lines in this faygo pop, now my pop red
made a promise to this ysr sh~t, he gon’ pop heads
ridin’ with this chopstick on me, i’m tryna chop dreads
hit this lil’ b~tch on the floor, i ain’t use the bed
every time i get some money, i flash it, i ain’t used to bread
dog gon’ get his f~ckin’ head cracked like an easter egg
i don’t treat none of my b~tches right, i’m a piece of sh~t
they think i’m by myself, but i’m not, i keep a bl!ck
b~tch hair ain’t never done, i’ma get it fixed
if a n~gga diss me, end his career like 50 cent
bro punches hittin’ so hard, he can punch a brick
bro shoot sh~t, he ain’t never threw a punch or sh~t
four n~ggas of lebeau street probably f~cked your b~tch
they know beecher n~ggas like to fight, we’ll stomp on sh~t
kobe bryant with this backwood, i ain’t passin’ it
this n~gga mad at his baby mama ’cause i stabbed it
don’t touch me while i’m performin’ on stage, i’ma jab you
if you murk this one lil’ n~gga for me, i’ma cash you
you can say what the f~ck you want, but don’t touch me
a lot of n~ggas talk down on me, but can’t f~ck with me
he be hatin’ on me, that’s why his b~tch wanna f~ck me
twelve hundred dollars for these shoes, but they ugly
[chorus: ysr gramz & babyfxce e]
ah~ha (ah~ha), you n~ggas can’t f~ck with me
you can talk down on me, but can you f~ck with me? (ah~ha, ah~ha)
i get them b~tches for the low ’cause he f~ck with me
old tender~ass n~gga mad ’cause his b~tch f~ck with me
ah~ha (ah~ha), huh, b~tch, you can’t f~ck with me
gramz, what you say? b~tch, you can’t f~ck with me
ah~ha (ah~ha), b~tch, you can’t f~ck with me
hold on, alright

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
i ain’t gotta see your sh~t, i know you can’t f~ck with me
i’m high~demand right now, so it’s hard to get in touch with me
my cup a couple g’s and my belt got a double g
my cherokee got a broke window, this the other jeep
huh, n~gga, this the one i slide in
this the one i can’t forget my mask when i ride in
this the b~tch i crack once and then i bring the guys in
this the b~tch that wasn’t f~ckin’ with me ’cause i wasn’t hot then
but i’m hot now
i used to didn’t have no money, i got a lot now
aim the micro from the stomach, tear the block down
every b~tch that used to play my top give me top now
and that sh~t f~ck my head up
i can’t give a b~tch attention, that sh~t f~ck the bread up
ak bullets out a pistol, this’ll f~ck your legs up
told her, “i’m a dog, b~tch,” for the heads~up
up a hundred thousand, thought a p~ssy said somethin’
not a joystick, n~gga, this a fed b~tton
i don’t want no more green, n~gga, keep the red comin’
yeah, it’s with an x, n~gga
[chorus: ysr gramz & babyfxce e]
ah~ha (ah~ha), you n~ggas can’t f~ck with me
you can talk down on me, but can you f~ck with me? (ah~ha, ah~ha)
i get them b~tches for the low ’cause he f~ck with me
old tender~ass n~gga mad ’cause his b~tch f~ck with me
ah~ha (ah~ha), huh, b~tch, you can’t f~ck with me
gramz, what you say? b~tch, you can’t f~ck with me
ah~ha (ah~ha), b~tch, you can’t f~ck with me
hold on, alright


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