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code red - ybn lil bro lyrics

[verse 1]
sh*t i’m into, you don’t even wanna know
you know n*ggas get they sh*t knocked off for thinkin’ sh*t a joke
my money long, plus, my b*tch bad as h*ll, get her what she want
know they thought i was gon’ stay in jail, came home with fifty on me
touch you, better not have youngin whack him just for lookin’ funny
cuddy call home like he rappin’, what, we finally gettin’ somewhere?
hoes be wack as h*ll, every day, i’m deletin’ hoes’ numbers
once i’m done with a b*tch, i’m puttin’ my lil’ brother on her

[chorus]
play and get took down, soon as i up mine, he goin’ to sleep
n*gga mad ‘causе he got slimed, you ain’t no certifiеd tweaker
know this n*gga with one eye, he still woke when he be sleep, d*mn
i post in my dm, b*tch wanna be my bm
project baby all the way, i trap right where the fiends at
ybn, can’t turn my life around, b*tch, i’m too deep in
r.i.p. my n*gga keis, cuz got clapped up by his own mans
keep playin’ with my cheese like i ain’t me, aight, code red

[verse 2]
another n*gga playin’, that’s another n*gga dead
for years, i’ve been hearin’ n*ggas sayin’ they on my head
n*ggas ain’t built for this sh*t at all, get in that b*tch and tell
i ain’t gotta tell bro when to shoot, he out his sh*t for real
remember i grew up listenin’ to gucci, now he tappin’ in
p.o. called my phone the other day, i still ain’t drop yet
f*ck you, n*gga, you don’t like my music, i don’t even care
rather shoot it out, like f*ck the cops, i can’t go back to jail
lil’ bro ain’t bounce out with that drac’, i probably’d be dead
f*cked ’em up, i beat a couple cases, now this real rap
tether on my leg in a high*speed, they think he bound to crash
she don’t f*ck with me, i hoe her ass, make a b*tch feel bad
[chorus]
play and get took down, soon as i up mine, he goin’ to sleep
n*gga mad ’cause he got slimed, you ain’t no certified tweaker
know this n*gga with one eye, he still woke when he be sleep, d*mn
i post in my dm, b*tch wanna be my bm
project baby all the way, i trap right where the fiends at
ybn, can’t turn my life around, b*tch, i’m too deep in
r.i.p. my n*gga keis, cuz got clapped up by his own mans
keep playin’ with my cheese like i ain’t me, aight, code red

- ybn lil bro lyrics

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