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in & out - ysr gramz lyrics

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[chorus]
chopstick get to shootin’, look like lighter fire
knife on the front of it, look like michael myers
hit him with this big b*tch, put him on a flier
d*mn, i just rolled eight back ‘woods, i can’t get no higher
show a n*gga how to get some money, i’ll get him hired
driveway’ll show a clerk head how to get fired
good n*gga, but i’ll turn into that n*gga off the wire
got my money up, now she want this d*ck up inside her

[verse]
draco’ll get to knockin’ on you like a broke dryer
she tried to stuff the percocets and they broke inside hеr
n*gga lyin’ in his raps, put it on the bible
my lil’ n*gga said he outsidе, tryna drop his rifle
lil’ n*gga said, “ysr, you my f*ckin’ idol”
i just rolled a big backwood, n*gga, pass the lighter
he tried to run, hit him in his back, put his ass on fire
n*gga, you ain’t no f*ckin’ scammer, your ass a driver
you can’t punch the f*ck in, man, your ass a rider
i don’t look at the weed, i just grab and buy it
f*cked up sittin’ on your ass, i think your ass should try it
he told the truth to the pigs like he ain’t no liar
in the booth for ten hours, i ain’t gettin’ tired
they got to sprayin’ at that b*tch like they ain’t like your house
i had to cut that b*tch off ’cause i ain’t like her mouth
i’m in the booth high as h*ll, punchin’ in and out
this a fn five*seven, it goin’ in and out
rattin’*ass, lil’*ass n*gga, you a minnie mouse
they ain’t gettin’ money no more, them n*ggas in a drought
ain’t no beds up in here, we trappin’ in this house
i’m tryna see if she got p*ssy, what it’s hittin’ ’bout?
freaky*ass b*tch, she’ll let you spit up in her mouth
you gon’ fall in love with her, i’ma dog her out
every time some sh*t ’bout to happen, you be like, “bro, we out”
middle finger to the f*ckin’ pigs, let brodie out
[chorus]
chopstick get to shootin’, look like lighter fire
knife on the front of it, look like michael myers
hit him with this big b*tch, put him on a flier
d*mn, i just rolled eight back ‘woods, i can’t get no higher
show a n*gga how to get some money, i’ll get him hired
driveway’ll show a clerk head how to get fired
good n*gga, but i’ll turn into that n*gga off the wire
got my money up, now she want this d*ck up inside her

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