Fifty YRN Murk (Ft. Rich The Kid)
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[Chorus: YRN Murk]
50 thou for my brand new wristwatch
50 round drum in the old school chop
50 vibes in the lobby, you can pick [?]
50 bricks in my trap, time to flood the block
50 thou for my brand new wristwatch
50 round drum in the old school chop
50 vibes in the lobby, you can pick [?]
50 bricks in my trap, time to flood the block
[Verse 1: YRN Murk]
The bags they came in, it's time to food the block
Look at my wrist, the time is flooded rocks
No space in my pocket, because it's filled with nothing but nots
I fucked the ho twice, then gave her back, the bitch was a thot
[?] socks, gun in my crotch
It's one in the chamber, I don't got it cocked
She ask how much it cost, a lot
Pink slip when I pull off the lot
50 round drum, you gon hear a bunch of shots
[?] 50 bags right in my spot
I like what I see, so I take what you got
[?]
50 bricks, I'm about to go on a lick
Blood gang nigga, don't you get hit
Scope on my stick, so I will not miss
Seen your ho, then blew her a kiss
Catch you slippin, we ggon come with the blick
[?]
I flood out [?] you thinking you lit
50 thou for my brand new wristwatch
50 round drum in the old school chop
50 vibes in the lobby, you can pick [?]
50 bricks in my trap, time to flood the block
50 thou for my brand new wristwatch
50 round drum in the old school chop
50 vibes in the lobby, you can pick [?]
50 bricks in my trap, time to flood the block
[Verse 1: YRN Murk]
The bags they came in, it's time to food the block
Look at my wrist, the time is flooded rocks
No space in my pocket, because it's filled with nothing but nots
I fucked the ho twice, then gave her back, the bitch was a thot
[?] socks, gun in my crotch
It's one in the chamber, I don't got it cocked
She ask how much it cost, a lot
Pink slip when I pull off the lot
50 round drum, you gon hear a bunch of shots
[?] 50 bags right in my spot
I like what I see, so I take what you got
[?]
50 bricks, I'm about to go on a lick
Blood gang nigga, don't you get hit
Scope on my stick, so I will not miss
Seen your ho, then blew her a kiss
Catch you slippin, we ggon come with the blick
[?]
I flood out [?] you thinking you lit
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