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freestyle - ybn cordae lyrics

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[intro]
uh, ok

[verse 1]
i came in the game with a chip on my shoulder
i´m looking at the competition, all these n*ggas is older
only got two favourite rappers, {?}
i´m sipping the soda
lamborghini acquipped with the motor
until i hop in the {?}
reminiscing my past {?}
carry it
the cash came herited from my last name

[pre*chorus]
uh, i´m from a tribe of runners
i buy the building
please hide the children
i´m bout to go on a k!ller spree
know you feeling me
got these rap p*wns {?}
what i really need
these hoes are a bunch of billie jeans

[chorus]
fake*ass n*ggas
snake*ass n*ggas
rapping real fast but what did you say*ass n*ggas
type important
and the mic recorded
your life, you stored it
the best n*gga out of the league since michael jordan
[verse 2]
i´m plotting what i´m about to accomplish
quite normal
i don´t have the right to forfeit
my n*gga, my life historic
call spike lee
tell him how i made it off of type beats

- ybn cordae lyrics

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