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intro - ynewalk lyrics

intro lyrics
[intro: ynewalk]
what up, tron?
i’m on this sh*t (i am the king)
what he say?
made a hunnid at the crib, no cap, and did it on my phone

[verse 1: ynewalk]
mama called, she just checking on me, know her baby fine
i’m locked in [?] know i gotta spread some time
sh*t was hard, i crawled before i walked, now i’m in my prime
they tell you when you young [?] ten if you did the crime
b*tches come and go, real ones, they gon’ stay around
watch them n*ggas, when you start eating, gon’ wanna come around
beat her down, said her doonies hurt but want another round
you hear this sound? it’s titties on thе chop so, b*tch, turn around
and i’m quick to check a n*gga temp, ayy, brodie, what you want?
ass hanging out this b*tch shorts kinda turn mе on
made a hunnid at the crib, no cap, and did it on my phone
heart, tryna take that sh*t off, i really put it on
how you lurking but you posted? ‘posed to leave yo phone
n*ggas really rappers, keep [?] in they songs
not the same, we are not the same, i’ll say it once
lil’ bro said that first leak [?] he know i had his fronts
the biggest [?] i’m still out, them boys on the hunt
call of duty [?] i get a k!ll, sh*t ain’t adding up
it’s a hunnid on me now, ten thousand fit, n*gga, add it up
h*ll nah, we can’t let you slide, boy, that sh*t stuck
[?] just put a thirty on his new glock, b*tch, it stop a truck
told the lil’ b*tch i’m with tron [?] f*ck
[verse 2: babytron]
yeah, huh
been had hustle since i hooped in the hyperdunks
b*tch asked what my job is, i said slide and punch
ar*15 got a sk!llet, we’ll fry him up
caught him walking out the barber shop, i’m sick we lined him up
summertime coming, grab a bl!ck, you better tighten up
been heavy on the thrust, never could i lighten up
995 for big b’s, i ain’t tie ’em up
tough in the comments, seen him out and he ain’t try me once
spitting fire in the booth, i’m half man and half dragon
jack stacking, turn ’em in and shop, b*tch, i’m a saks addict
call of duty weapons, better pray he got on flak jacket
it’s 2021, you tripping over hoes? that’s bad balance
you better back*back unless you wanna catch a .223
sh*ttyboyz babytron, b*tch, you can google me
all this me being broke sh*t really new to me
b*tches favorite question when i walk in is, “who is he?”
unky selling doggy on the block, he got some pit for sell
all you ever do is lose so i’ma call you “mister l”
ham ain’t got a cash app, i told him send that sh*t on zelle
brodie set a big brick down and broke the digi scale
huh, oh, you smoking za? i can’t even tell
i can’t even smell, wearing sneakers you can’t even spell
the way i caught the bag, lil’ b*tch thought she seen odell
underage, ain’t n0body in the gang got cpl
[verse 3: ynewalk & babytron]
glock got a switch, we’ll leave the car where you parked the b*tch
lil’ bro just need his [?] don’t need the key [?] starting sh*t
pocket full of green, b*tch, i’m balling, on my spartan sh*t
everything free nowadays, life been marvelous
hit a n*gga block, shoot [?] on my harden sh*t
brodie off a bean, when you see him, he be starting sh*t
hollow tips make his body shake like he got parkinson’s
2017, ran it up off of target glitch
brodie get too anxious on that drug, he tryna spin and park
opps ain’t got no cheese, i heard them n*ggas tryna spin in dark
got the bape zipped, don’t come around tryna swim with sharks
real rap star, every tape, that b*tch hit the charts

- ynewalk lyrics

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