[YRB TEZZ]
I swear
I swear, I swear
Ayy, I swear, uh
[YRB TEZZ]
Yeah, YRB and 4X, lil' nigga, that's the same thing (Same thing)
Redeyes and Trackhawks, lil' nigga, we switchin' lanes
I-I-I'ma make a hundred bands soon as my bitch get off the plane
You can cut my tongue out my mouth before I say a name (I say)
[YRB TEZZ]
You can get hit in your face, you reach for my chain (That's on gang)
You ain't spin, ain't tryna hear a nigga screamin', "Gang gang" (Gang gang)
Drop top, bad bitch, make her eat the dick and I don't know her name (I don't know her name)
Yeah, you can catch a headshot, nigga, better use your brain (Better usе your brain)
Look, I don't care who you accurate with, nigga, fuck your stain (Brat, brat)
Ayy (Ayy), swear to God a nigga put in pain (Swеar to God I put in pain)
Uh, yeah, YRB 4X, bitch, it's the same thing (Bitch, it's the same thing)
Ayy, bitch, you ain't no stepper, then you can't hang (Ayy)
Say, "He don't get the picture, knock him out the frame" (Bitch, ayy)
Ayy, got caught lackin' in the whip, nigga should've changed lanes (Brat, brat)
Ayy, last pack got caught time for a new main
Fuck that, another spot, I gotta catch me another box (I swear)
See, I run in your shit like I'm goin' in-off (I swear)
Ayy, I'll send you a pack, just send the addy
Baby, I'm finessin' you if I don't send a tractor
That pack come and make sure you answer
I'm the trap God, I ain't no fuckin' rapper
I don't wanna make the packs go Casper
I'm the one that bust it out that wrapper
Then sell this shit to your favorite rapper
[YRB TEZZ]
Yeah, YRB and 4X, lil' nigga, that's the same thing (Same thing)
Redeyes and Trackhawks, lil' nigga, we switchin' lanes
I-I-I'ma make a hundred bands soon as my bitch get off the plane (Uh-huh)
You can cut my tongue out my mouth before I say a name
[Stunna 4 Vegas]
Uh, YRB and 4X, lil' nigga, that's the same shit (The four)
Crunch time or die, we ain't them niggas to be played with (Let's go)
Stay clutchin' on my fire at any moment, I'll let this K stick (Boom, boom, boom)
Every nigga with me keep one up tucked and they gon' flock, I ain't gotta pay shit (Boom, boom, boom)
Gang gang (Gang), you ain't spin you with us, then you can't hang, bitch (Blatt, blatt)
Burner turns up the 'Cat (Grrt), hop in the 'Vette, then do the same shit (Come on)
Uh, I bring them killers to the show, we all got poles and got the stage lit (Grrt)
Nigga reachin' for my chain, bitch, that's a no, he get his brain split ('Cause that's a nah)
Nigga get his face hit, the city know we dangerous (Nah, come on)
We shoot a nigga like a movie like we caught him from all angles (Come on)
Ayy, I be sippin' all this syrup, I could've signed a deal with Maple (Uh, uh)
She tryna fuck a young rich Blood (Uh), she know it's millions on the table (Uh, uh, Ms)
Put an end on the side of the stick, so when you shoot, it catch them cases
Uh, I smut her out and give her dick, then send her through the gangers (Ah ha)
I holler, "Fuck the laws and free all of my members out them cages"
We strapped up in the club, crackin' fours and twistin' up, opps famous (Grrt, grrt)
[YRB TEZZ]
Yeah, YRB and 4X, lil' nigga, that's the same thing
Redeyes and Trackhawks, lil' nigga, we switchin' lanes
I-I-I'ma make a hundred bands soon as my bitch get off the plane
You can cut my tongue out my mouth before I say a name
[ Stunna 4 Vegas]
We ain't go against the grain
Fuck this shit, I put this on my pain
Bust a nigga's brain if he go against the grain
Mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm, before he snatch your chain
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