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cemetery type of vibes - lil yee & ebk jaaybo lyrics

(intro)
21 n*gga
flyk n*gga
44k
500k n*gga
3k all that n*gga
southside k n*gga
g members n*gga
n*gga (yeah)
ak n*gga and bk n*gga
yeah yeah

(verse 1)
homie popped a homie politics i came to grab him
county jail catching fades with every opp no white flagging
wish you knew how he felt when he died but you can’t ask him
cause they bagged him
just dribbled on a n*gga that’s my family yeah
i was the one that started spanking on the fly’s
cemetery type of vibes yeah i’m the reason that he died
slo*be mode speak on that name you playing with your life
the double back be the same week you can ask [?]
dead fly’s in the south we the reason for that sh*t
tell me is the body mine if i’m the reason he got hit
every time i came home from a bed n*ggas slid
marley bpcd in a bounty you a b*tch
not no top opp ain’t no opp at all if you ask us
black docked the same place as homie did who stamped blood
soon as they give my bro that belt i’m picking cam up
i know the opposition glad i can’t pick max up
i call the shots on my block ebk baby i done dropped on all of my opps
i’m the one that got both of the j’s spanked on my pops
i got blood on my opps and my block
pop that n*gga i ain’t finna argue on the gram i ain’t got blood on the five
but my brother got one slammed popped a n*gga lil brother
coulda k!lled him but he ran
dont got no body lil n*gga you need to get up off your ass
(verse 2)
i’m the best that ever did it really got away with it
i’m a half time rapper full time gravedigger
that mean i’m always on tip always keep that flame with me
if you catch me outside don’t talk about it spray with it
bullets penetrate different when you hear that k cl!cking
he got head tapped then his folks tried to play victim
n*ggas always barking up the wrong tree slanga coulda popped the dome
put him in a loose sleeve
i heard they did that n*gga cold were [?]
i heard that lil rapper n*gga he ain’t never did a show
when death come knocking at your door
don’t be acting like you ain’t nervous
cuz worth 4’5 as we back right lurking
perks drying out my kenny got my back hurting
it’s a ninety day run then i’m right back splurgin
modified a glock you catch us out you know we purgin

(outro)
pull up on his whip you heard the “brftt” then we swerving foreal

- lil yee ebk jaaybo lyrics

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