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dumb ass - ysr gramz lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
d*mn
enrgy always up to somethin’
i’m up to somethin’
yung sak runner

[verse]
told enrgy, “scoot the f*ck over, n*gga, let me drive” (n*gga, let me drive)
i know a n*gga fell off and now he suicidal (f*ck)
buz fast in this lil’ b*tch, i was too excited
told the clerk, “yeah, this card work, you just cannot slide it”
i’m still goin’ to the party if i’m not invited
this b*tch got a pretty p*ssy on her, told her, “let me bite it”
tryna buy a ‘bow of badhu cookies, they won’t let me buy it (they won’t let me buy it)
n*gga just beat his gun case, they ain’t give him hyta (free bro)
i ran up racks in my city, i’m startin’ to think i’m tyga (yeah)
i f*ck with the young n*ggas that be stealin’ strikers (yeah)
my n*gga wanna ride on opps, i think he a biker (he a biker)
this b*tch finally let me hit and i ain’t like it (i ain’t like it)
a n*gga caught his baby mama cheatin’, now he tryna fight her
my n*gga did seventeen years and ain’t n0body write him (wow)
a n*gga grew some bullsh*t weed and ain’t n0body buy it (wow)
you wear fake*ass designer, that sh*t came from china (yeah)
moissanites in your chain, them are not real diamonds
this a fifty in this glock, i’m not a 49er (this a fifty)
if it’s money on the floor, i’ma go and find it (i’ma run it up)
i seen a hundred on that paper, you would’ve probably signed it (you would’ve signed that sh*t)
she ain’t seen my face in a minute, b*tch, i been grindin’ (i been grindin’)
the draco knock over n*ggas like a f*ckin’ lineman (like a f*ckin’ lineman)
b*tch, i made two hundred thousand off f*ckin’ rhymin’ (off f*ckin’ rhymin’)
lame*ass, rappin’*ass n*gga, you always f*ckin’ whinin’ (you always whinin’, n*gga)
this n*gga always talkin’ ’bout murders, i’m startin’ to think he lyin’ (startin’ to think he lyin’)
i know a white boy that sh*t*talk like babytron (yeah)
i was gettin’ head from this b*tch, her baby started cryin’ (f*ck)
and i heard the ‘bows just dropped, it was perfect timing
i love gettin’ head from this b*tch, she got a perfect mind (yeah)
this n*gga kidd think he lil uzi, throwin’ peace signs (what the f*ck?)
every time you see me outside, i throw up the b sign (throw up the b)
throwin’ 4s for the projects, that’s for deon
this b*tch think her boyfriend the sh*t, he a peon
i hope my lil’ n*gga make it to the league, shout*out keon (keon)
i ain’t bettin’ points on fanduel, i’m bettin’ rebounds
my white boy just pulled up with ‘za, he got three pounds (i need that)
everything i drop fire as f*ck on the heat side (on the heat side)
if anybody get into it with bro, i’m on tee side
i miss the pandemic, seventy*five for a three*five (no cap)
bro got the job done for me, we finna slap*five (finna slap*five)
me and my brothers, we gon’ stick together like the jackson 5 (like the jackson 5)
i ain’t even shoot at my opp, he got k!lled with knives (n*gga got k!lled with knives)
this lil’ b*tch slim thick as f*ck, she ain’t got no sides (she ain’t got no sides)
if you don’t f*ck with me, i don’t f*ck with you, i don’t got no pride (n*gga, f*ck you, n*gga)
[outro]
n*gga, if you don’t f*ck with me, n*gga, i don’t f*ck with you either, n*gga (cheap ass, broke ass)
all 2023, n*gga (the f*ck goin’ on?)
f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout, n*gga? (i’m the yung sak runner)
it’s the yung sak runner (yung sak runner)
yeah, yung sak runner

- ysr gramz lyrics

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