lirik lagu ysr gramz & krispylife kidd - promoting violence
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
kidd, i’m finna finesse this n~gga, let’s play monkey in the middle
fn or the drac, send that n~gga to the [?]
brodie f~cking with [?] dawg, i heard he got a lotta [?]
had to go and get a bag, got [?] my people
[?] i cannot [?]
chop left a fat ass n~gga with a [?]
i f~cked your b~tch [?] in her feelings
you [?] my n~gga [?] it
[verse 2: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
na, we ain’t gon’ forget it, n~gga
call the chopstick mike tyson, the way it hit a n~gga
[?] a hundred fifty round drum will split a n~gga
used to be a blood, but the 45 [?]
[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
[?] just here fasho, [?] n~ggas
please let the opps in, gotta help these n~ggas
tezz, let me see the glock, my eye twitching
i’m ’bout to use this b~tch, i’m a glockboy with it
[verse 4: ysr gramz]
i shot dawg in his stomach til that n~gga sh~tted
i’m ’bout to spend [?] but i’m not no [?]
i be all in girly mouth, but i’m not no dentist
back in high school, i sold [?] so i got suspended
[verse 5: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
hundred round drum, [?]
brodie flying in the scat pack, he got ten tickets
i need a real b~tch, jada pinket
he weigh 300 pounds, but the 762 can lift him
[verse 6: krispylife kidd]
f~ck your music, beat his ass with the mic stand
gram screaming f~ck that n~gga up, that’s my hype man
sned a n~gga gifts, [?] fight [?]
bunch of internet thugs, gon’ head and type this
[verse 7: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
my hoes beefing, gon’ head and fight then
b~tch said she hate [?] n~ggas [?] gon’ head and be a dyk~ then
her water overflow when i put the pipe in
i need a black b~tch, ’cause my last one was lightskinned
[verse 8: ysr gramz]
i don’t give a f~ck about you, n~gga, f~ck your cousins
give a f~ck if you don’t like me, i’ll f~ck your sister
dropped 21 on your team like i’m jimmy [?]
[?] like your car, think it need a m~ffler
[verse 9: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
these blues hot as h~ll, think i need a stuffer
i’ll buy a b~tch [?] i never cuff her
i be cutting into n~ggas like a stick of b~tter
glock black and white, ain’t got no color
[verse 10: krispylife kidd]
i slap your b~tch in her sh~t over something you said
at your bm crib, throwing fruit snacks at your son head
filled his sippy cup up with lean, told him go to bed
soon as that n~gga went to sleep, your b~tch gave me head
the glock got extentions on the end, like a n~gga dreads
my n~gga driveway baby ’bout to beat the feds
hit a n~gga dead in his sh~t, like that n~gga [?]
i [?] with a brick, but i don’t rap ’bout that
[verse 11: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
i’m finna go to hollywood, but i don’t act like that
dawg cappin in his songs, i don’t rap like that
i’m finna start a clothing line, f~ck all opps
i don’t gotta start a record label to get y’all dropped
n~gga
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