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king of beecher - ysr gramz lyrics

[intro]
(jmc, you goin’ crazy)
here you go, a lighter, bro, right here, bro, look, man

[chorus]
might tat’ the b on my face ’cause i’m king of beecher
dog ain’t ballin’ no more, that n*gga on the bleachers
dog dropped another mixtape, that sh*t gettin’ weaker
a car or a crib, that n*gga broke, he ain’t got neither
bro don’t sell dope or weed, that n*gga slide visas
b*tch can’t get sh*t from ysr but a slice of pizza
you know ysr talk brazy, you wanna buy a feature?
bro said he took from the gun from him ’cause he ain’t bust his heater

[verse 1]
ran it up in a nike tech, i don’t f*ck with adida’
told bro i don’t f*ck with dog, he don’t f*ck with him either
pay scamm for his telеgram, you just gotta read it
she tried to makе me pay for the head, told the b*tch to beat it
type of b*tch don’t even let you f*ck, but she make you eat it
seen an opp shoppin’ in the mall, they thought he seen jesus
big four*five on my hip’ll make you meet jesus
i showed my lil’ n*gga forty*ball ’cause he ain’t never seen it
i won’t tell them pigs nothin’, even if i seen it
i’m on some chill sh*t today, i’m finna purple jean it
you in an r/t charger, that is not no demon
they shot at him, he ain’t shoot back, he is not no demon
i know i told that b*tch i love her, but i did not mean it
the glock gave him an early bedtime, but he not dreamin’
bro gettin’ thirty*five for p’s, i gotta go to phoenix
this chopstick’ll turn a scat pack to a lamborghini
he got hit in his head, now he wear a beanie
lab diamonds in his chain, he got fake vv’s
i really think i’m john cena, n*ggas can’t see me
if i catch a n*gga stealin’ from me, i’ma break fingers
[chorus]
might tat’ the b on my face ’cause i’m king of beecher
dog ain’t ballin’ no more, that n*gga on the bleachers
dog dropped another mixtape, that sh*t gettin’ weaker
a car or a crib, that n*gga broke, he ain’t got neither
bro don’t sell dope or weed, that n*gga slide visas
b*tch can’t get sh*t from ysr but a slice of pizza
you know ysr talk brazy, you wanna buy a feature?
bro said he took from the gun from him ’cause he ain’t bust his heater

[verse 2]
auntie called me ten times, said she really need it
sittin’ back watchin’ melly trial, i think he finna beat it
he don’t want beef no more, we turned him to a vegan
i had to buy manman a perc’ ’cause he steady fiendin’
i had to drop your b*tch off ’cause she steady tweakin’
long as the plug show love, i’m forever eatin’
i know this b*tch got a boyfriend, she let me beat her
mad as h*ll at my lil’ cuz, he just cuffed an eater

- ysr gramz lyrics

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