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[verse 1] (yrb papii)
hunt em down
i been on the prowl for a while
late night, eyes wide open like an owl
full moon you can hear my dogs howl
let em all up out the cage and put em back in to the wild
dark night brighten when i hit em with a smile
y’all be hatin on a youngin but be checkin out my style
issa fowl, homie i won’t end up in a trial
couple shots up at his head and leave his body in a pile
shawty kinda bad so it’s gon be on jack and jill
quentin tarantino how a youngin k!llin bills
f*ckin up a bag might take a flight out to the hills
i ain’t chilling with these corny rappers steady poppin pills
all thrills, no sk!lls
lil homie spеnding label money on some nеw grills
blood spills, new wills
i’m a shark in the water with these bussdown gills
i got money on my mind
hunnies on my line
playboy bunnies how they hoppin all on mine
i been on a grind
b*tches k!llin time
way more hunnids, need a ladder just to climb

[hook] (yrb papii)
to the top
whippin round the block block block
runnin from the cop cop cops
won’t stop
sippin on the wock wock wock
hit and never flop flop
cream of the crop
dimes finna flock flock flock
bend it over, watch it drop
it’s a part of the plot
goin up on my stock stock stock
steady ready just to pop that glock
[verse 2] (sammy prince)
put some diamonds on my wrist
i got p*ssy on my d*ck
baby no more frontin, imma show you how it is
sammy you been bummin since a youngin lil jit
talkin bout them hunnids got em fillin up my crib
no sh*t
when i play i bring a stick
when you play, you gettin hit
that’s the way a shooter live
i be hoopin, never miss
in the stu i never miss
givin papii that assist
{fttttt} that’s a bankroll
i ain’t playin wit you lil stank hoes
feel like soulja boy with that crank tho
got em yellin out, superman hoeee
oh, i’m back on my sh*t
keepin a clip in the back of the whip
momma that’s it, your son livin lit
hop on a stage and we sell out legit
i ain’t f*ckin with these n*ggas man if it ain’t bout a cheque
on the court ballin out, sheck wes
livin large but i’m humble at my best
sellin bars hit me up with a text
yeah, imma flex, imma flex
got a cutie cutie, she the best
bussdown mate, i ain’t stressed
keep a shooter on me, sayin less
hop in the stu take a lesson
hustle gon keep yo boy flexin
workin for sh*t i ain’t mention
don’t try to mix my intentions
[hook] (yrb papii)
to the top
whippin round the block block block
runnin from the cop cop cops
won’t stop
sippin on the wock wock wock
hit and never flop flop
cream of the crop
dimes finna flock flock flock
bend it over, watch it drop
it’s a part of the plot
goin up on my stock stock stock
steady ready just to pop that glock

to the top
whippin round the block block block
runnin from the cop cop cops
won’t stop
sippin on the wock wock wock
hit and never flop flop
cream of the crop
dimes finna flock flock flock
bend it over, watch it drop
it’s a part of the plot
goin up on my stock stock stock
steady ready just to pop that glock

- yrb papii lyrics

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