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power (freestyle) - yb curtis lyrics

[intro]
n*gga
b*tch i’m the realest (mane you already know what the business is)
this that real n*gga sh*t (that 3*1*8 n*gga, that louisiana sh*t)
b*tch, yeah, yeah (lets go, lets go)

[verse 1]
ay’, b*tch
ay’ just watch the way that you talk to a n*gga
ay’ them b*tches they know a young n*gga be hot
by the way that i go put that sauce on a n*gga
mane just by the way that i carry a b*tch
call me backpack kid when i floss on a n*gga
mane these n*ggas go runnin’ and runnin’
and runnin’ and runnin’, the way i get lost on a n*gga
say these n*ggas be funny and funny, b*tch
lil’ b*tch you that you a dummy, b*tch
you be talkin’ to me like you wantin’ that money
lil’ b*tch i want hundreds and hundreds, b*tch
ay’ mane why in the f*ck do these people be
thinkin’ like i was gon’ be a lil’ junkie? b*tch
they was talkin’ like i was gon’ end up in jail
and knockin’ sh*t off in the bunkie, b*tch
but that ain’t how i wan’ make my money
them n*ggas ain’t sh*t mane them n*ggas be bummin’
they fakin’ that gangsta’, they claim they be gunnin’
mane i took that lil’ b*tch from that n*gga
that n*gga was claimin’ that i was tryna’ be cunnin’
mane it’s f*ck them lil’ n*ggas who claim they be stuntin’
i just move through the night, i ain’t likin’ the sunny
mane you talkin’ to me like you tryna’ just stun me
b*tch i don’t give a f*ck ‘bout the sh*t you be shunnin’
i remember that n*gga who texted me up on my phone
that n*gga was talkin’ that sh*t, he was talkin’ that head
so i hit his ho’ up on my own
my goal was to f*ck her, that n*gga, he know he a b*tch
mane he talkin’ like he was the sh*t
so i got that lil’ ho’ then i f*cked that lil’ ho’
mane that lil’ b*tch she already knew what i’m on
mane i don’t got no heart mane lil’ b*tch i be cold
i don’t give give a f*ck cause lil’ b*tch i be bold
mane them n*ggas they claimin’ i’m breakin’ the code
but you ain’t my bro, i ain’t breakin’ no code
just look at my chain, that b*tch it be gold
lil’ b*tch i’m insane, that’s just how i go
b*tch i’m never the same, just want you to know
by the time that i’m finished i’m gon’ be a goat
[chorus]
i got the power just like i be zeus
mane just like it be fortnite, i get to the loot
mane the way that these n*ggas be hatin’ on me
i be thinkin’ they wanna just be in my shoes
i’ma beat that lil’ b*tch from that back, b*tch
she be ridin’ my train, i ain’t talkin’ caboose
i’m the realest of n*ggas, the trillest of n*ggas
and it’s probably because i just
come from the boot
i get tired of these p*ssy lil’ b*tches
who talkin’ to me who be thinkin’
that they really knew
mane the way that i talk
the way that i rap it
them b*tches, they know i get sick like the flu
i can’t stand a
\lil’ p*ssy b*tch who just be talkin’
like he really ‘bout it
but b*tch you won’t shoot
lil’ b*tch i be independent, i’m not never dependin’
on anybody for my moves

[verse 2]
lil’ b*tch got my soul
and now it be shattered
that lil’ b*tch, she don’t give a f*ck what she scattered
i take a lil’ b*tch, put my d*ck in her bladder
she be sayin’ that i’m big
i thought size didn’t matter?
she be moanin’ n’ sh*t, she be screamin’ n’ sh*t
i be listenin’ to her, that sh*t it be blabber
i be all in her walls
and climbin’ her ladders
i’m ignorin’ her calls
and ignorin’ her chatter
she keep callin’ my phone she be spammin’ n’ spammin’
lil’ n*gga, she really just want me to sn*tch her
then i finally answered lil’ n*gga, she told me
she wantin’ my nut and she want me to crack her
then i finally cracked her lil’ n*gga
she told me just get on that ass and start smackin’ lil’ n*gga
i was smackin’ n’ smackin’ lil’ n*gga
she told me to flip that ass over, don’t slack it lil’ n*gga
i had ran on that b*tch lil’ a tractor lil’ n*gga
i was stretchin’ her bones like a practor lil’ n*gga
i ain’t talkin’ no itch when i scratch her lil’ n*gga
i’ma get on my pinion and rack a lil’ n*gga
i’ma put some more diamonds all up on my jewelry
when i cop a new pendant, they ain’t taxin’ me n*gga
i’ma run up my bands and stack ‘em lil’ n*gga
you know that be my plan, ain’t scratchin’ it n*gga
[verse 3]
once again
why do them n*ggas be tryna’ come play me like i’m not the realest?
cause mane i be all in this b*tch i be coolin’
i don’t even gotta say that i’m the chillest
mane i’m really too real for the fakest of n*ggas
them n*ggas forget for they sh*t i ain’t dealin’
mane them b*tches, they be on my d*ck like some fishes
i’ma hop on my insta, you know i be reelin’

[chorus]
i got the power just like i be zeus
mane just like it be fortnite, i get to the loot
mane the way that these n*ggas be hatin’ on me
i be thinkin’ they wanna just be in my shoes
i’ma beat that lil’ b*tch from that back, b*tch
she be ridin’ my train, i ain’t talkin’ caboose
i’m the realest of n*ggas, the trillest of n*ggas
and it’s probably because i just
come from the boot
i get tired of these p*ssy lil’ b*tches
who talkin’ to me who be thinkin’
that they really knew
mane the way that i talk
the way that i rap it
them b*tches, they know i get sick like the flu
i can’t stand i lil’ p*ssy b*tch who just be talkin’
like he really ‘bout it
but b*tch you won’t shoot
lil’ b*tch i be independent, i’m not never dependin’
on anybody for my moves (n*gga)
[outro]
(loko what it do man?)

- yb curtis lyrics

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