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ass bought - yns corey lyrics

[chorus]
i done did a lot of people wrong, sorry, this my fault
when i hear them sirens, i throw my gun, i can’t get caught
geeked up in the srt, i f*ck ’round, hit the sidewalk
ass so fat, she threw it back, you would think her ass bought
rather hit my blunt and sip some lean, h*ll nah, i don’t pop no pills
had codeine while i f*ck your main, h*ll nah, i’m finna sign a deal
i knew that lil’ boy wasn’t no gangster, caught him, he was standin’ still
i’m a fly boy, this a fly boy lifestyle, yeah, i f*ck with manny still

[verse 1]
i got dog sh*t, you know that, though
she a fan, i don’t know that ho
she be out here f*ckin’ every n*gga, why the h*ll you post the ho?
n*gga run up on you, no questions asked, you supposеd to blow
he is not a k!ller, he a troll, hе tryna go joke for joke
she gotta f*ck me back, turn to competition, i go stroke for stroke
it’s only one of you and two of us, you might as well just f*ck us both
it’s only one of you and two of them, better throw on your switch and hit ’em both
she a freaky girl, so i’ma politely ask her can she drive the boat?
everybody rich now, y’all n*ggas cap, shut up
drop lo’ and you get down, when you swing the cab, hit neck up
she don’t like her titties, ten thousand just to put her br**sts up
that boy had tried it, head*tapped his ass, f*cked that n*gga rest up
you must don’t know my name, they call me corey pusha
i don’t give a f*ck if i owe ’em, i’ma swing that drac’ ’til i get forty push*ups
i’m only sixteen, i d*mn near been in forty p*ssies
try to run behind the tree, i let the switch off, d*mn near hit forty bushes
[chorus]
i done did a lot of people wrong, sorry, this my fault
when i hear them sirens, i throw my gun, i can’t get caught
geeked up in the srt, i f*ck ’round, hit the sidewalk
ass so fat, she threw it back, you would think her ass bought
rather hit my blunt and sip some lean, h*ll nah, i don’t pop no pills
had codeine while i f*ck your main, h*ll nah, i’m finna sign a deal
i knew that lil’ boy wasn’t no gangster, caught him, he was standin’ still
i’m a fly boy, this a fly boy lifestyle, yeah, i f*ck with manny still

[verse 2]
haha, pop up in his dream, you remember me?
she bad and she got swag, sh*t, i might just name her kennedy
man, i ain’t get sh*t for christmas, on that bullsh*t, take your christmas tree
she rip my drawers off and eat the d*ck like rice krispie treat
hundred*round drum, shoot ’til it’s done, they can’t finish me
two glocks up on my hip whenever i shoot it, call me pistol pete (yeah)
went to the bank today and pulled out ten thousand
my brother keep on gettin’ locked up, i guess he wildin’
i don’t entertain these n*ggas
rather grab my glock, go bang on n*ggas
micro draco shoot fully, when it hit, he thought a train done hit him
n*gga better not f*ck with us, on everything, we dangerous, n*gga
she said corey was a lil’ boy, whipped it out, she say he slangin’, n*gga
come through, clean sh*t up, you would think that we the maitenance, n*gga
ayy, ayy, you hear them sirens, twin?
sh*t loud as f*ck, bro, what the f*ck is that?
brrt, hah, haha
i done turned myself into a player, i don’t ride in hotbox
they get behind us, we gotta run away, we ridin’ with hot glocks
i’m psyched out, might f*ck around and drop my dot
tell these boys don’t pop out
if you fall too many times, you fall off
[chorus]
i done did a lot of people wrong, sorry, this my fault
when i hear them sirens, i throw my gun, i can’t get caught
geeked up in the srt, i f*ck ’round, hit the sidewalk
ass so fat, she threw it back, you would think her ass bought

- yns corey lyrics

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