[Intro: YSR Gramz]
You already know it's YSR
Like Gucci mane, I'm like the Gucci Mane in my city
It's with a K, dumbass
(His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: Super Shoddy]
I was cellies with the plug, guess I lucked up
Five hundred grams of dog food, I'm finna cut up
You ain't never counted ten thousand, shut the fuck up
Perfect timing when they let me out, I gotta nut up
The other day I ran into a opp, he looked the other way
The other day I fucked a nigga bitch, she won't go away
Super Shoddy I'm finna save these hoes, I need a cape
Nah, I just want the top, Imma need hеr face
I'm touchin' base with the rеal niggas in different states
I ain't OVO, but I'm coming through with a drac'
Caught a case, they ain't stop a nigga from getting pape'
Hit it with a one, but I bet you a two could tape
Real nigga, they done let a real nigga get in
All these niggas weird as fuck, damn I don't fit in
I can get you straight drop drop, it look like fish skin
You ain't never nail nothin' doggy, you can't get in

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
If I see a opp I'm finna fire
Yeah I think I'm boutta Gold Tee, I need a driver
Of course I got my front and back end, I'm on the flyer
Try to play with anyone in gang, and you dyin'
Snuck it in the club, in them big B's this a small piece
He got popped wit' a draco, it was all Tee
Ordered them hot heads, they'll slide and it's all free
Bitch I only sell verses now, please don't call me
Seen a opp in Palm 810 got him fish tailin'
What make you think you comin back around gang, when you been tellin'?
Whoop a fat nigga at Cracker Barrell, now they need a big stretcher
Only time you dropped something, was when you piss testin'
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