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young heavyweights - baglife tee & ysr gramz lyrics

[verse 1: baglife t]
boy, you broke, you need to find your ass a new wave
stuck in these streets, i need to find my ass another way
i’ve been getting paid, too much pape for a f*cking safe
if i buy a zip, it’s gon be gone by the next day
we don’t smoke no ace, p*ssy n*gga, put that sh*t away
four grams in the wood, had me sleeping til the next day
we been getting paid, p*ssy n*gga, where your next pay?
i can [?] next day

[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
krispylife
beat a n*gga ass, he ain’t gotta ohe me sh*t
i’m up now, [?] six
smoked a n*gga, ’cause he was pillow talking to a b*tch
80 plus leave my sh*t, if i ever snitch
my n*ggas trippin through this b*tch, ain’t no chill
my n*gga, keep your pint, ’cause it ain’t no seel
that b*tch ask for some [?], she can’t bе for real
i got the head off that b*tch, i ain’t buy a mеal

[verse 3: ysr gramz]
eh
i ain’t got no deal
my n*gga slide sober, he don’t pop no pills
my n*ggas half r*t*rded, they’ll pop your kids
i ain’t mean to say that, but they out they sh*t
f*ck your b*tch on camera, make you hate your b*tch
f*ck the rap game, a hundred boes what’s gon’ make me rich
i’ll have my lil n*gga sn*tch you out your fit
we finna head down that way with white girl brick
[verse 4: baglife t]
eh
this some different sh*t
a hundred grams on the table, n*gga, ain’t no [?] here
and if you got a couple lines, n*gga, you could bring them here
boy, i’m sipping green and red, this ain’t no f*cking beer
n*gga, i’ve been trippin all year, i ain’t ust starting here
call up ken and quay, i bet it’ll be a party there
called a bunch of b*tches up, and pulled up to a boxing match
i told him not to do it, but this n*gga kid temper bad

[verse 5: ysr gramz]
we should hang you from a tree, with your snitching ass
n*ggas always talking what they did or what they had
yeah, i f*ck with baglife, come get a bag
up a gun and don’t shoot, man, this n*gga lag
always worried ’bout another n*gga, n*gga, you a f*g
fresh as h*ll in off white, man, i feel like fab
my package ain’t [?] yet, i’m finna hit the slab
i’m finna pull off in the scat, like a f*cking scab

- baglife tee ysr gramz lyrics

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