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steel cage fight - ysr gramz & krispylife kidd lyrics

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
me and gramz just linked again, let’s get it poppin
i’ll have my young dawg k!ll you for 7 dollars
clip long as h*ll, it’ll last for 7 hours
pop a n*gga up close, i need 7 showers

[verse 2: ysr gramz]
i’ve been plotting on this n*gga since the 7th hour
unc got some sh*t on his nose, look like f*cking flower
you ain’t gon’ do sh*t with that gun, n*gga, you a coward
i’m off [?] right now, i’m finna bet a thousand

[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
i just drunk 7 lines, that sh*t got me nodding
i make the b*tch p*ssy get loud, it’s obnoxious
b*tch p*ssy [?]
[?] on that p*ssy, it was small, something like a dollar

[verse 4: ysr gramz]
i just got a pint of wokhart, only paid a dollar
my n*gga got burnt by a b*tch, ’cause he ain’t war a condem
told kidd 2019, n*gga, we a problem
invite some rap n*ggas to the stu, n*gga, we gon’ rob them

[verse 5: krispylife kidd]
my uncle, he a [?], [?] pop [?]
i’m at a party with a bomb on me, tryna get it poppin
i slid on a store, tryna knock [?] off [?]
i got some big sh*t, and knocked down a helicopter
[verse 6: ysr gramz]
i got a small ass gun, can fit it in my pocket
i got some bricks in the trunk, i’m riding with [?]
we ain’t tryna save n0body life, we is not obama
i know a crip b*tch out in l.a., her name latonya

[verse 7: krispylife kidd]
b*tch making me sick, carona
dumb sick b*tch, dumb ass ho
sh*t, doo doo head
f*ck
[?]
[?] recording the opps, so we got the engineer stuck
i keep a 9 on me or better, i don’t fear stuff
if you ain’t sucking d*ck, [?] exit sign
you done broke down enough, brodie, the rest is mine
i shot boy last summer, only thing left his shrine
broke b*tch [? ] rest declined
me and gramz on some matt and jeff hardy sh*t, you ohe me money
tryna go have fun while i’m ’bout to get [?]
walk in the crib, tell my b*tch [?]
[?] starting sh*t
my favorite model on my instagram, just hearting sh*t

[verse 8: ysr gramz]
told kidd tap me in, jeff hardy sh*t
we gon’ send a hundred find out what car he in
i been getting money since them n*ggas clamed y.r.n
shot the glock so many times, i f*cked up my firing plan
he got dropped by a cheap gun, smith [?]
n*gga call for some drank and only bought a line
you be stealing n*ggas’ styles, you gon’ catch a fine
i just f*cked this ugly b*tch, she wasn’t even fine
[?] lil n*gga ain’t got no life, he tryna commit a crime

- ysr gramz krispylife kidd lyrics

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