lirik lagu ysr gramz – 200$ pop
[intro: ysr gramz]
i be up gettin’ to this money like i can’t sleep
i be up gettin’ to this money like i—
(enrgy made this one)
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i be up gettin’ to this money like i hate sleep
i just bought an eight of green lean from my auntie
if you start sh~t talkin’ like us, maybe you can make it
you wanna know if the pill real as h~ll? try to break it
he got a gun on him, my n~gga tryna slime him for his drakey
it’s like they love fake lean, i’m finna buy some cases
it’s a switchy on this glizzy, hit the trigger, it ain’t got no safety
this a gta glock, hit his ass, now his ass wasted
i’m a black n~gga, love a lightskinned b~tch with some braces
this a two~hundred~dollar pop, n~gga, you can’t taste it
i got chrome heart on, b~tch, you can’t break it
you knew that b~tch p~ssy stank, but you still ate it
i’ll pick rubi rose over jayda wayda
it’s a scope on arp, i ain’t gotta chase ’em
bro’ll walk your ass down like that n~gga jason
you either gon’ let me f~ck or not, i don’t do relations
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
man, these n~ggas take shots from the 40 without no chaser
the boys seen the ’cat up on the charger, so they is not gon’ chase it
six~two with a supercharger, this is not no basic
slide on a n~gga with revolver, they is not gon’ trace it
bro, he ain’t dead, somebody shot him
thot b~tches gave grim some head off a bottle
we ridin’ in the car with more switches than your mama
pull up loc dog with all sticks up in the truck like, “do we have a problem?”
f~cked the first night without a rubber, i usually have a condom
ayy, tell me why i just popped this n~gga, wait, who you got around you?
hittin’ targets with no mask on ’cause i’m an out~of~towner
n~ggas swear they really in the field, but they some out~of~bounders
[verse 3: grindhard e]
my b~tch be trippin’ even if i— alright
my b~tch be trippin’ even if i’m with her or i’m not around her
i knew as a kid i’d be bad playin’ cops and robbers
you can come and spend some money with me, i am not gon’ rob you
almost caught a b~tch n~gga trippin’ tryna change his tires
mad he was gone when i came back, i had to change the tire
n~gga ask the prices on the drank, had to change the buyer
rite~aid ain’t have the right syrup, had to change to meijer
thought this lil’ chick had her license, had to change the driver
smoked a zip and poured an eight, got me cottonmouth
n~ggas talk, but ain’t gon’ do sh~t, just got a lot of mouth
if they pop they p~ssy in the window, throw her out, that mean that they ain’t got no house
f~cked a b~tch, she ate d~ck all day, you had to take her out
d~mn, and i heard you ate her out
just got a pint, we just poured two fours, it’s like an eight around
n~gga blowin’ up my phone, i told him, “i’ll give you extra if you wait around”
went and hit a l!ck, kicked the door and caught ’em slippin’, they was layin’ down
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