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eraserhead! - yung-rare lyrics

[chorus: yung*rare]
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas imma let ’em know
you might tote a pistol imma let it blow
caught him shaking i know that he bouta fold
i walk a road that you n*ggas don’t wanna roll
ya 20% hater, 20% l!ck
20% busta, 20% snitch
20% chance you fumble over the stick
i guess you 100% b*tch
yeah!
[verse 1: yung*rare]
your father is a b*tch
your mother is a b*tch
your sister and your daughter and your brother is a b*tch
the feds and them f*cking undercovers is a b*tch
i lost too many n*ggas to lose another to a b*tch

okay n*gga f*ck you, and you, and you
all the talking, all that bumping and barking, turn ’em into a carcass
imma have to do you, and you, and you
shake ’em off me
i might shoot up the party and roll

[verse 2: yung*rare]
i don’t like you hoes one bit
yеs i am a dog catcher, yes you are a b*tch
i can turn your white tee red real quick
n*gga i could turn your life to a live leak clip
i’m back and i ain’t f*ckin leaving again
swear i needed to spin
man i’m so sick of these n*ggas i gotta squeeze it again
it go *
if it’s up, then it’s stuck
nothin turn to gold, everything i touch turn to dust n*gga
[chorus: yung*rare]
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas imma let ’em know
you might tote a pistol imma let it blow
caught him shaking i know that he bouta fold
i walk a road that you n*ggas don’t wanna roll
ya 20% hater, 20% l!ck
20% busta, 20% snitch
20% chance you fumble over the stick
i guess you 100% b*tch
yeahhhh!
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas imma let ’em know
you might tote a pistol imma let it blow
caught him shaking i know that he bouta fold
i walk a road that you n*ggas don’t wanna roll
ya 20% hater, 20% l!ck
20% busta, 20% snitch
20% chance you fumble over the stick
i guess you 100% b*tch
yeah!

- yung rare lyrics

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