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[hook]
n*ggas be on my d*ck, and they ain’t on my mind
can’t even give ’em the time
i see n*ggas postin’ they guns on live
when i could pull up to they 9 to 5
n*gga say he finna slide 1000 times
but n*gga, ain’t n0body died
how you a stepper, you can’t even stand on business
as soon as the sh*t ain’t online
n*gga sayin i’m cap
and i told him to slide
but he know whoever arrive ain’t makin’ it back
i know some of my n*ggas, they can’t even get ’em a ride
they stuck in the trap
and i’m keepin’ the fye
’cause you know i gotta survive to get to thе racks
lotta these n*ggas sayin’ they k!llеrs
they couldn’t even serve time for a pack

[verse]
i ain’t fronting my move
n*ggas don’t even know where i be at
’til i left the room
n*gga say that he ybf what?
i just told him let me know what he want on his tomb
’cause even if you catch a body
all of my n*ggas gon’ try to put you on the moon
these lil n*ggas know that i got it
watchin’ everything i do like i got ’em on zoom
say it’s smoke, then we bussin’
chop hit his top, give lil bro a concussion
he talkin’ hot, put lil bro in a russian
my bro got the k like he straight outta russia
dissin’ my brudda, he can’t even touch him
he tryna score, and i can’t even question
all of my n*ggas is straight outta nothin’
lil bro got my mama in pain, but i love him
bro tryna do it like nascar
he need like 2 on the dashboard
she say she f*ck wit the fast cars
want it, she just gotta ask for it
he think my n*ggas is hoes or somethin’
he gon’ get did like the last boy
bro say he gettin’ him gone or somethin’
if he shootin’, he don’t need a backboard
[bridge]
i’m tryna catch one, n*gga f*ck it
say he gon’ stretch somethin’, why he duckin’
tryna finesse somethin’
boy you know i ain’t goin’ like that
i ain’t trustin’ in nothin’
bro tryna check somethin’
n*gga know that this choppa gon’ bless somethin’
b*tch all i gotta do is go text somethin’
you gon’ get did like ya’ bro tryna test somethin’

[verse]
n*gga you know i’m with k!llers and robbers
and all of my n*ggas be duckin’ them charges
but my bro say he tired of n*ggas
so you know that young n*ggas spinnin’ regardless
you know we got the drop on all of his n*ggas
let’s see who gon’ hit him the hardest
and she think imma die
but mama you know all these n*ggas is b*tches regardless
how the f*ck these n*ggas pushin’ p
and ain’t got a pound, these n*ggas r*t*rded
how the f*ck these n*ggas look at me
and think that i won’t hop outta that charger
how the f*ck these n*ggas shoot with they eyes closed
and think we scared of they problems
how the f*ck these n*ggas tweak when they all hoes
i’m like f*ck it, we got ’em
y’all n*ggas ain’t even slidin’
y’all n*ggas be lyin’
talkin’ ’bout we gotta spin back
bro got the k for a reason
my n*ggas straight out the trenches, ain’t makin’ no diss track
straight out the south what i’m bleedin’
my n*ggas blowin’ they gun, they ain’t gotta spin back
they turned my bro to a demon
told him “you losin’ yo’ soul lil bro, gotta kick back”
[hook]
n*ggas be on my d*ck, and they ain’t on my mind
can’t even give ’em the time
i see n*ggas postin’ they guns on live
when i could pull up to they 9 to 5
n*gga say he finna slide 1000 times
but n*gga, ain’t n0body died
how you a stepper, you can’t even stand on business
as soon as the sh*t ain’t online
n*gga sayin i’m cap
and i told him to slide
but he know whoever arrive ain’t makin’ it back
i know some of my n*ggas, they can’t even get ’em a ride
they stuck in the trap
and i’m keepin’ the fye
’cause you know i gotta survive to get to the racks
lotta these n*ggas sayin’ they k!llers
they couldn’t even serve time for a pack

- ybf k sauce lyrics

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