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ypn - lil jairmy lyrics

[intro]
(xo think he all that)
yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
louis v chinchilla (chinchilla), can’t name no n*gga realer (nah)
i’m f*ckin’ on this b*tch, i got my heat under the pillow (for sure)
i’m always talking skrilla (skrilla), i’m a rapping drug dealer (you know it)
got more paper than your og, not your average young n*gga (gas god)
foreign’s on the street, designer my feet, these n*ggas know it’s me (they know it’s me)
having more motion than your og, ain’t no low balling me (gas god)
blowing out the ‘bows and turn your baby mama blowin’ me (she blowin’ me)
you blowin’ up her phone, i’m blowin’ her back out like it’s four of me (it’s four of me)
she keep tryna f*ck, that b*tch annoying me
n*ggas tryna clique up, tryna join teams (join teams)
i put on a show and they enjoying me (enjoying me)
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, i’m in quarantine (i’m quarantine)
no matter when i’m going, i’ma come clean (flag gas)
got it out the mud, i built an empire from the concrete
i can’t tell no lie, somebody gon’ die if n*ggas touch me (that’s on my son)
heard they said i’m hidin’, i park my cars up on the front street (on the front street)
no, i’m not alone, me and a ar up on my front seat, on my front seat
[chorus]
i’m a young paid n*gga, uh (get it, get it)
young grave digger, uh (get it, get it)
i’m a young l!ck hitta (get it), i’m a young gang member (get it, get it)
i’m a bad b*tch hitta, certified trend setter
that drive*by sh*t be cool, but i like walkin’ down better (walkin’ down better)
i’m a young paid n*gga, uh (paid n*gga)
young grave digger, uh (grave digger)
i’m a young l!ck hitta, i’m a young gang member (uh, uh)
i’m a bad b*tch hitta (uh), certified trend setter (uh)
that drive*by sh*t be cool, but i like walkin’ down better (but i like walkin’ down better)

[verse 2]
yeah, standing on big business, my whips faster than my b*tches (b*tches)
all these racks on ammunition, i could shoot for twenty minutes (i could shoot for twenty minutes)
troops ain’t f*cking with that boy, he through, he finished (through, he finished)
she try to charge me for that p*ssy, but i wouldn’t pay this b*tch in pennies, is she serious? (serious)
diamonds on my fingers, they the clearest (clearest, clearest)
clear the stage when i’m on stage, don’t want no p*ssy n*ggas near us (on stage)
i make fifty racks a day just in case you p*ssy n*ggas curious (just in case)
b*tch asked why i ain’t got my chain on, i told her “‘cause i spent sixty on my earrings” (i spent sixty on my earrings)
silent test so every b*tch is ‘bout to take my ears off (’bout to take my ears off)
trapping ‘til i die, these n*ggas tried to take some years off (these n*ggas tried to take some years off)
hop up out this lamb’, hop in that ‘cat, and then i peel off (skrrt, skrrt)
i swear, i just can’t wait to go get act to show my sk!lls off
poppin’ pills, smoking weed, and poppin’ seals off (poppin’ seals off)
catch an opp in traffic, baby choppa knock your wheels off (grrah*grrah*grrah)
in the hood trapping way back, then i f*cked y’all deal off (then i f*cked y’all deal off)
know these n*ggas want for me to fail, so i ain’t gon’ never turn my scale off
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[chorus]
i’m a young paid n*gga, uh (get it, get it)
young grave digger, uh (get it, get it)
i’m a young l!ck hitta, i’m a young gang member (get it, get it)
i’m a bad b*tch hitta, certified trend setter
that drive*by sh*t be cool, but i like walkin’ down better (walkin’ down better)
i’m a young paid n*gga, uh (paid n*gga)
young grave digger, uh (grave digger)
i’m a young l!ck hitta, i’m a young gang member (uh, uh)
i’m a bad b*tch hitta (uh), certified trend setter (uh)
that drive*by sh*t be cool, but i like walkin’ down better (xo think he all that, but i like walkin’ down better)

- lil jairmy lyrics

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