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new roads - yung maunroe lyrics

[sample & intro] three 6 mafia & yung maunroe

(f*cking with a n*gga like pat, you can die hoe)

(when i come out with the gat, imma try hoe)

yeah

sh*t n*gga said it’s yng

[verse 1] yung maunroe

don’t test me, i’m crazy, i could be sick in the head
might just f*ck with your lady
but leave her murdered or dead
the burden i fed
now she murdered in bed
we playing surgeon instead
leave it bl**dy and red
i ain’t, dexter i don’t f*ck with the feds
might be, goldburg b*tches f*ck with my head
don’t you, text her, that’s a dying regret
cause i done, told her without making a threat
i like it when p*ssies get beaten, broken, the blood they be dripping
before they go missing, take their life they be gripping
admitting to what they committed
the beginning’s forgiven
i’ll tell they momma they kicking it chilling, my n*gga you get it?
rocking tommy and an overcoat like al capone
smell a n*gga on your b*tch but it’s my cologne
backstage getting neck, she be begging me to bone
f*ck a show my n*gga i was suppose to postpone (uh)
better be quitting, but i be kidding, you letting me get it (uh)
better be giving, cause i be spitting, you bet i regret it (uh)
f*cking it up and i buckle them up you can tell me what’s up (uh)
i’m sipping a cup when you hitting me up
don’t be banging me up just to f*ck
huh

b*tch

huh

yeah

*laugh*

[sample] three 6 mafia

(f*cking with a n*gga like pat, you can die hoe)

[intro verse 2]

aye

look

look, look, look

(we love you eryxse)
[verse 2] eryxse

wrecked the car, on a chase
b*tch want a taste, .40 spray
talk on the gang might turn into ray
no rice, nice try, you tried, she tight
i piped, i piped, i piped, then left
move it along like chess, rubbing all on her breast
in her white tee forces style i dress
chemical sh*t in my brain
illiterate sh*t in my name when i’m moving sh*t
no crane raising case
it’s my day .22 spray big blunts in the ashtray
.40 gun leave no face, open b*tches up like crates
traitor betrayed her, faded away then left
look to the sky, send a message to the stars
momma off of the black tar
cold nights left me scared, k!lling b*tches like some bears
who cares? me
cause i got to make sure they deceased
or you’ll see me down in h*ll

*laugh*

[sample] three 6 mafia
(when i come out with the gat, imma try hoe)
(f*cking with a n*gga like pat, you can die hoe)
(when i come out with the gat, imma try try try)

[outro] yung maunroe

they ran down on you n*gga
now you p*ssing yourself
n*ggas talking mad sh*t
now they fixing to tell
don’t claim, you want action
with fame, these dogs capping
now you, the new pack, bet it’s fixing to sell

b*tch

- yung maunroe lyrics

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