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run freestyle - yxbby lyrics

[intro]
that b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want some love
when i pull out my choppa, that n*gga run
proxim (yeah)

[chorus]
that b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want some love
lil’ boy, you ain’t sh*t, why you talkin’ tough?
i step in the function, we havin’ fun
when i pull out my choppa, that n*gga run
i do what i start, yeah, i get it done
i’m doin’ it, yeah, i’m doin’ my sh*t
ain’t worried ’bout n*ggas, shootin’ and they miss
n*ggas copy me ’cause i am the sh*t

[verse]
what you mad for?
i shoot at n*ggas, they lack
run up on me and you gonna get zapped
n*ggas fake, why you put up an act?
he runnin’ late, yeah, he gonna get slapped
we in a v, n*gga, we movin’ fast
he on a tee, n*gga, that boy, he lacked
k!ll ’em, me and all my lil’ goons, we k!ll ‘еm
shootin’ at n*ggas with ease, we fill ‘еm
that lid gonna spill, refill it
f*ckin’ that b*tch, she can’t breathe, she feel it
she suckin’ me all on her knees
they can’t afford it, n*gga, that’s free
i stay with the gang, only stay with my members
i shoot at that n*gga so he can’t remember
he f*ckin’ sh*t up, n*gga, get it together
you not on the team, n*gga, we not together
like me and rise
i ain’t talkin’ havani, but i’ma rise
we shoot at the function, we in a ride
f*ck all of your family, don’t care if you cry
i’m gettin’ that bag, put it off to the side
he tryna be like me, he copyin’ mine
remember when we shot your homies?
n*gga, now you lonely, is you or ain’t you gon’ slide?
pop a perc ’til i od, i sit by my lonely, i can’t look at you in the eyes
we even, got your b*tch on my d*ck and she t**thin’
n*ggas mad ’cause they see me winnin’
but i’ma stay happy, n*gga, i’m grinnin’
give a f*ck if you like me, n*gga, you don’t know me
it’s me and me only
i’m shootin’ at n*ggas, i feel like i’m kobe
i’m gettin’ that bag, no, you can’t control me
that n*gga a fake, talkin’ ’bout a phony
i can’t f*ck with you because you do not know
all of my swag, you tryna borrow
i’m thinkin’ ’bout time, yeah, we go tomorrrow
and i’m keepin’ that sh*t if it come in my road
they lookin’ at me because of my tone
but if you don’t like me then it’s just f*ck you
that shawty real bad, yeah, she say i’m cute
run up on me, n*gga, i’ma shoot
20k bands, i’ma spend on shoes
and you can’t relate because no one likes you
quit playin’ with me, n*gga
i step in the spot with the vetements, n*gga
that choppa gon’ hit him and spray at a n*gga
and that boy he so broke, give ten bands to his n*gga
it’s fun, i’m shootin’ at n*ggas for fun
i got a glock, n*gga, with a drum
i hop on the beat, i’ma do the drums
i f*ck on that b*tch, her hair in a bun
they maxin’ me out, i don’t think i can run
and i don’t give a f*ck ’cause i’m in a suit
they lookin’ at me like i need you
no sh*t, lil’ b*tch, ’cause i’m the one that feed you
i did it once, talkin’ ’bout a v2
that choppa gon’ hit him and f*ck up his brain
don’t play with me because i got good aim
shootin’ at n*ggas like i’m in a game
he thought he was tough now he feelin’ pain
you not on the team, little boy, you lame
you not on the team, n*gga, you ain’t gang
f*ck out my face, n*gga, you can’t hang
(we goin’ up)
[verse 2]
run up on me, i’ma pull out my choppa
we shake a p*ssy*n*gga just like maraka
shawty on me, yeah, she want some mac*cka
that n*gga down bad, call up a doctor
how many hoes in my phone?
i tell that b*tch leave me alone
i don’t want your sh*t, just go home
i pop a perc, n*gga, just to float
hop on the beat, b*tch, i’ma flow
these n*ggas don’t know
straight to his dome

- yxbby lyrics

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