[Intro]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
Call of Duty-ass nigga ain't shot shit but an R2 button
Bitch started askin' me for money, I'm finna switch the subject
Twenty-one shots out this Glock, call it Tim Duncan
My bitch mad at me, so today, I just bought her somethin'
I ain't talkin' hair, I'm talkin' weed, I just bought a [?]
I'ma shoot like that nigga James Harden off the fuckin' Thunder
If she tell you she got a fuckin' boyfriend, you can't get her number
Kids think I'm rich in my hood, they ask me for a hundred
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
If you get caught, don't snitch on your mans, bro, keep it a hundred
Another clip taped to the Drac', this bitch hold a hundred
If I rap about the shit, on my mama, nigga, I done done it
His head fucked up, he went to court and told the world who done it
I don't give a fuck, I get locked, I ain't sayin' nothin'
I gave this bitch two hundred for some head, she a headhunter
Nigga steady cappin' on a feature, gave him Al number
Yeah, you shoot your gun, but you don't make it, JaVale McGee jumper
You fucked up, you ain't gon' have no money 'til like next summer
I ain't gon' lie, 2020 was my best summer
This a Beecher nigga party, we got the Vez jumpin'
He caught a headtap, now it's fat like a fuckin' pumpkin
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
Call of Duty-ass nigga ain't shot shit but an R2 button
Bitch started askin' me for money, I'm finna switch the subject
Twenty-one shots out this Glock, call it Tim Duncan
My bitch mad at me, so today, I just bought her somethin'
I ain't talkin' hair, I'm talkin' weed, I just bought a [?]
I'ma shoot like that nigga James Harden off the fuckin' Thunder
If she tell you she got a fuckin' boyfriend, you can't get her number
Kids think I'm rich in my hood, they ask me for a hundred
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
If you get caught, don't snitch on your mans, bro, keep it a hundred
Another clip taped to the Drac', this bitch hold a hundred
If I rap about the shit, on my mama, nigga, I done done it
His head fucked up, he went to court and told the world who done it
I don't give a fuck, I get locked, I ain't sayin' nothin'
I gave this bitch two hundred for some head, she a headhunter
Nigga steady cappin' on a feature, gave him Al number
Yeah, you shoot your gun, but you don't make it, JaVale McGee jumper
You fucked up, you ain't gon' have no money 'til like next summer
I ain't gon' lie, 2020 was my best summer
This a Beecher nigga party, we got the Vez jumpin'
He caught a headtap, now it's fat like a fuckin' pumpkin
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