[yung Man, y'all rap niggas is fashion Flashin, talker, no Read like tv's with captions Charts we smash on, guns we blast Spit fire like dryers and drag dash on Your career won't last long, real name shawn Four words for y'all, f type no Flow nastier, man you what I mean And I keep them diamonds blue, yellow, and green So the look like a twister mat Man, I the biscuit back and twist ya cap Opps, clipped ya face just ya hat This go out to those that think this a rap Well mister, address the gat and address ya back Nasty, nasty, spittin raps And I that cha'll cats can fuck with that
You don't wanna war, you don't drummer boy ryde or die boyz will rough you up You don't wanna war, you don't wanna boy These ryde or die boyz will you up You don't wanna war, you don't drummer boy These ryde or die boyz bust you up You don't war, you don't wanna drummer boy You don't want no boy
I hate cops, and I like you less I your whole block into a bleedin mess Niggas hard, and get an easy death ''cause I pop buck like I'm ? ? ? And I can tell you won't blow, gotta finger All talk, no show, springer I don't care if you a or a burly nigga I'ma have ya face lookin like a blurry We shake features, y'all make believers And the eight'll make you shake you fake the seizure I ball of the scale, the meter And if you go to jail, they'll rape and beat'cha Hold up, a breather, I'm way too tough Got kicked outta pre-school, played to I straight grew up, I'm still a Used to take lunch money now I steal your jewelry
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[yung Don't make me for these, I got heat to squeeze Make your face like pizza cheese You need to leave, you don't stand a chance man I get greasy like mechanic Y'all niggas all sweet candy yams Clear outs, hop out the family van Lookin like a handy man, tools on the waist Put'choo in the ambulance with in your face You'se a disgrace, never been hot And I can tell how you you ain't never been shot Yo, whatever or not, if you want it, it's war You can what i'ma use, the pump or the four Then decide where you die, trunk of the floor ''cause tell the law I don't know nothing at all I was just walkin my dog and discovered the A niggas think they hard, this is somethin for y'all
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