
Stain (Remix) yuke
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[Intro: yuke]
Yo
[Verse 1: yuke]
[?] to my left
I've been smoking gas, gotta get shit off my chest, hey
I will smoke his pack, know you smell it in my breath, hey
I'ma hold it down for my runts, they ain't finna change
Free Lil Uno out that pain, free him out them chains
If I told her pull up, then you know she came
If you told her pull up, then she say she can't
We gon' get that boy a noose since he wanna hang
I'ma slide up on his block, with a couple things
Feel like Sosa, baby pull up, and I let it bang
Why don't you don't wear it out? Don't say it in vain
You talk on gang, so we pull up and we hit a stain
I'm tryn' bring it on, tryna hit yo' fuckin' face (Real trap shit, bitch)
I told this bitch, "Pull up", 'cause I need some face
She pull up again, I ain't tryna fuck today
I'm where you 'bout the bread, bitch I'm busy flippin' pay
Tryna work with me, I'm sorry, but it's too late
She could throw her fit out, don't take hoes out on no dates
Sending shots at his medulla, now his mind blank
She seen I'm on the news, and we watch his mom faint
Yeah, free Lil Uno
Yeah
Yo
[Verse 1: yuke]
[?] to my left
I've been smoking gas, gotta get shit off my chest, hey
I will smoke his pack, know you smell it in my breath, hey
I'ma hold it down for my runts, they ain't finna change
Free Lil Uno out that pain, free him out them chains
If I told her pull up, then you know she came
If you told her pull up, then she say she can't
We gon' get that boy a noose since he wanna hang
I'ma slide up on his block, with a couple things
Feel like Sosa, baby pull up, and I let it bang
Why don't you don't wear it out? Don't say it in vain
You talk on gang, so we pull up and we hit a stain
I'm tryn' bring it on, tryna hit yo' fuckin' face (Real trap shit, bitch)
I told this bitch, "Pull up", 'cause I need some face
She pull up again, I ain't tryna fuck today
I'm where you 'bout the bread, bitch I'm busy flippin' pay
Tryna work with me, I'm sorry, but it's too late
She could throw her fit out, don't take hoes out on no dates
Sending shots at his medulla, now his mind blank
She seen I'm on the news, and we watch his mom faint
Yeah, free Lil Uno
Yeah
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