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can't be stopped - ysr gramz lyrics

[intro]
enrgy made this one

[verse 1: rmc mike]
catch you flexing on my block, we gon’ spray the whip
[?] catching bodies, i got eight assists
catch him [?] through his hood, we gon’ pleed the fifth
we ain’t drinking on no pint, we gon’ play the fifth
i got a bullit in my glock with your name on it
b*tch talking crazy with the lips, so i came on it
got a hundred rounds on this b*tch, i gotta aim on it
she couldn’t make me nut from the head, we had a strange moment
old school all white, llike cocaine on it
[?] mike all my life, like it’s pain on it
brodie wanna know how to come up, i put the game on him
a thousand rhymes, [?] make it rain on him

[verse 2: ysr gramz]
i just drunk a pint of don hooli,, i got a hangover
told this b*tch i ain’t tryna f*ck, bring her brain over
f*ck the opps, i hope this draco make it rain on thеm
i just got fire [?] top from your main woman
she tried to chargе me for the p*ssy, and i paid for it
that roli fit my wrist, like it was made for it
if the opps try to hit the block, we got k’s for them
2500 for a post, that’s a [?]
n*ggas an out they crib, i just [?]
n*gga f*ck [?]
since we talking ’bout that ice, i just [?]
i’m finna r.k.o. a n*gga, like randy orton
[verse 3: baglife t]
i just left golden sun, i know you can’t aford it
imma cop some off whites, i don’t f*ck with jordans
no, i cannot rap for free, they be paying me for it
i’m finna take over the game, b*tch, i’m randy orton
if i had your b*tch in my room, then she got recorded
i don’t wanna listen to your music, ’cause your sh*t distorted
if i f*ck and don’t call you back, then b*tch, you not important
i just sold some [?] to a n*gga, he thought it was [?]
i just popped 2 10’s, now i’m feeling normal
[?] on my wrist when i’m feeling formal
my n*gga clutch a [?] i just thought i’d warn you
i could’ve k!lled dawg the other night, but i played it cordual

[verse 4: rmc mmike]
bro, i need another perc, scotty, beam me up
i just caught a lil freak, and told her eat me up
i think i went to school for nothing, they ain’t teach me sh*t
no, i cannot take you out, but you can eat this d*ck
ap busting on my wrist like a chandelier
when i pop, you n*ggas [?] like a can of beer
missionary out the question, imma ram the rear
told her close her eyes and make a wish, i make a band appear

[verse 5: ysr gramz]
i was broke back then, i’m the man this year
[?] drop 2023, ram this year
you gotta be up at least a hundred just to stand in here
i’m looking for a b*tch to f*ck, bring a fan in here
who the f*ck let that lil b*tch [?]
i heard you don’t know [?] you a ammature
you be giving freak b*tches money, you a [?]
if i f*ck her off this liquor, imma dammage her
[verse 6: baglife t]
my first time on the road, i hit a mannager
[?] said she ain’t had enough, i said dammage her
double back, then double back again, i kept smacking her
i miss when i used to [?] trip on lavinder
i keep this big b*tch with me, like my name was [?]
[?] n*ggas only talk sh*t, they say we need some [?]
this n*gga thought he bought a 6, he ain’t know i [?]
[?] cost a n*gga mortgage

- ysr gramz lyrics

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