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on the plane - yrm bear lyrics

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yrm bear:

couldn’t see me cause i’m on the plane
big ole bag what the f*ck you say
whip this sh*t till i lost the paint
you’re a broke rapper and i’m the plague
what you eat for dinner?
i’m having steak
he just average and just fake
most these rappers they in this sh*t for the fame
in the plane, i don’t play no d*mn games
i just get paid
f*ck these b*tches i’m on the way

in a foreign car on the guest list
in a black shirt & diamond necklace
came into the game and gave it my all
back in my hood you squeeze or youre soft
you wanted protection and now you involved
don’t know how they folded and turned to an op
my mouth and my phone they always on lock
went from a one story to the yacht
ay tapito a lil hot wait
called his phone got the drop
hey
if i say sum i promise
spilled ranch on the new prada’s
his shawty bad so she topping
in the club & i’m rocking
come incorrect and i get the shotty
like asap we mobbing
i hit it like the houston rockets

corey j:

big gas strong like propane
late night sipping champagne
late nights vibing with the gang
speak the truth, let me give you game
all my n*ggas
stay hustling
we grinding
came up from nothing
now baby we shining
living my life man
i dont need no diamonds
waiting my turn baby
that’s perfect timing
gotta keep grinding
ain’t messing around
still grinding records
we holding it down
shawty a freak
yea she dropping it down
still with my n*ggas
we holding it down
feel like a king
man im needing my crown
need me a dub
i need me some dome
shawty a beggar
she calling my phone
nigerian n*ggas
they sharing my songs
corey stay humble
he having his way
dont chase no b*tches
just chase you some cake
gotta stay down
gotta have you some faith
shawty a grinder
she having her way
all of my n*ggas
stay living it up
living our life
so we pouring it up
still with the gang
so we going it up
know that you far
you ain’t f*cking with us
not with the drama
i dont want to fuss
n*ggas hate on me
man i feel like im russ
smell that weed smoke
man you know that its us
the way that she sucking
you know that it bust
put in that work
i been going in dumb
came from the bottom
i came from the slums
not f*cking with you
i know that you bums
floating on beats
you n*ggas my sons
been on the road
been on the run
dropping these songs
just having fun
shawty a freak she want her a son
baby im young im just having fun
yea still grinding records n*gga
you know what time it is

yrm bear:

yrm bear 757 music co
lets go

corey j:

you know this sh*t dont stop
still grinding…

yrm bear:

couldn’t see me cause im on the plane
big ole bag what the f*ck you say
whip this sh*t till i lost the paint
you a broke rapper and i’m the plague
he just average he just fake
most these rappers they in this sh*t for the fame
in the plane i don’t play no d*mn games
i just get paid
f*ck these b*tches i’m on the way

in a foreign car on the guest list
in a black shirt & diamond necklace
came into the game and gave it my all
back in my hood you squeeze or youre soft
you wanted protection and now you involved
don’t know how they folded and turned to an op
my mouth and my phone they always on lock
went from a one story to the yacht
ay tapito a lil hot wait
called his phone got the drop
hey
if i say sum i promise
spilled ranch on the new prada’s
his shawty bad so she topping
in the club & i’m rocking
come incorrect and i get the shotty
like asap we mobbing
i hit it like the houston rockets

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