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top flo - ybn lil bro lyrics

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[intro]
(nito, what up, my n*gga?)
yop
ybn
yop, yop
can’t f*ck with me
goofy*ass n*ggas
check me out (nito)

[verse]
he was doin’ too much playin’, now his life over
i don’t even scam, eight hundred bands off this iphone
grindin’ for a f*ckin’ million dollars got my mind gone
they can’t get to us, me and my n*ggas on the top floor
shootin’ up cribs, you probably shoot with your eyes closed
hit him in his sh*t, ain’t sayin’ names, i’m sayin’ john doe
he ain’t wanna put me on no money, so i robbed boy
and we used to go way back, don’t ask me how i know
i been on tv more than commercial, geico
this sh*t off the dome, sometimes, don’t even write songs
every time ybn come through, they cut the lights on
i can’t comе out the crib with less than thirty shots on me
bro with mе, i was you, i wouldn’t have my ice on
i can’t tell him nothin’, if he tweak, all your ice gone
free my n*gga milly, he went brazy with the micro
zone 6 savage squad sh*t ’til my life over
don’t ask me why i’m still on the block my n*gga died for
car hit this b*tch while i’m out here, better drive slow
these hoes know a n*gga slime, still wanna rock my boat
i’ma keep lettin’ these lil’ n*ggas think they got my lo’

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