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no surrender (a thousand shots) - the deadly youngan lyrics

[verse 1] jaydayoungan
i told my n*ggas to stay dangerous hope they don’t think they bang with us
b*tch i keep that banger tucked will turn a b*tch to angle dust
pressure on me and my lil brother famous here
he living on six axis yea he tryna picture frame you up for real
a thousand shots for all my p*ssy ass opps
we get the drop and they gone drop we tryna split yo f*cking top
this sh*t get real bring out the mops and if he slip he gone wish not
cause we gone pop out with them glocks and make a f*cking heart stop
we catch a k!ll it’s war time let’s call for ammo
i been thugging in my cars they finna call for lambo
know they wanna see me dead ion give a d*mn though
hit that b*tch twenty three times and show him what it stand for

[chorus] jaydayoungan
pressure when we stepping we been sliding round for weeks
grip him when we catch him we gone find out who bleed
stretch him send a message we gone lay him down to sleep
f*ck a drivebye my shooters out get ran down on feet
keep it in the streets we do not talk to no police
b*tch you want some problems we can solve em with this heat
we walk down with revolvers so the sh*lls don’t hit the street
n*ggas p*ssy we gone off em if they lacking when we creep
pressure when we stepping we been sliding round for weeks
grip him when we catch him we gone find out who bleed
stretch him send a message we gone lay him down to sleep
f*ck a drivebye my shooters out get ran down on feet
keep it in the streets we do not talk to no police
b*tch you want some problems we can solve em with this heat
we walk down with revolvers so the sh*lls don’t hit the street
n*ggas p*ssy we gone off em if they lacking when we creep
[verse 2] the deadly youngan
i be traumatizing n*ggas when you die you hear this beat
i grab that choppa like he cameron boyce k!ll him in his sleep
b*tch ima shoot you in yo sh*t while yo b*tch sucking on my meat
i’m flashing out just like a app i catch that opp and hit delete
we get stepping with them choppas f*ck what sh*lls hit the street
drop that n*gga like lil poppa run him down without no feet
i swear i can’t never die y’all didn’t think i’m using cheats
i told that b*tch get on the ground i’m finna drown you like a leach
them n*ggas tried to slide and missed i told them b*tches hit repeat
this sh*t get dark this sh*t get creepy hop out fix you like a leak
that b*tch know i’m getting freaky when i send her that lil peac
these n*ggas love to research cripping swear to god that y’all a geek
b*tch i go stupid on the mic i swear that all i spit it heat
put yo face on a t*shirt print you off like a receipt
play i put you on a mountain push yo dead ass off the peak
shoot yo f*cking cousin leave his stupid dumb ass in the street
how you dissing on my name when yo ass know it ain’t no beef
b*tch i hop out catch a body not gone diss you through a tweet
i love and hate all of my opps b*tch i can’t wait until we meet
catch his b*tch ass run him down and eat that n*gga face like wheat
eat that n*gga brains put him in the ground i swear he sweet
i hear they got the lo i swear that sh*t feel like it’s a treat
i say my grace i grab that glock and now it’s time for me to eat
i pray death on all you b*tches till all y’all dead swear i won’t sleep
[chorus] jaydayoungan
pressure when we stepping we been sliding round for weeks
grip him when we catch him we gone find out who bleed
stretch him send a message we gone lay him down to sleep
f*ck a drivebye my shooters out get ran down on feet
keep it in the streets we do not talk to no police
b*tch you want some problems we can solve em with this heat
we walk down with revolvers so the sh*lls don’t hit the street
n*ggas p*ssy we gone off em if they lacking when we creep

- the deadly youngan lyrics

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