FYB! YSN Flow

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[Intro]
Tuned up

[Chorus]
Fuck you, bitch, and I mean it
No friends, company my demons
Big bands, I'ma blow, dont keep it
Fuck you, that love you showed ain't mean it
Fighting my problems, will I get defeated?
I'ma try to flex up and beat it
Shot, shot, shot, shot
I make a call and them niggas don't play 'round
We beat lil' niggas up on the playground
That was back then, but we beating a K now
Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot
If he try to run, it’s a chase down
Hit his back and we leaving his face down
We just broke, but we all gettin' paid

[Verse 1]
Grra, grra, grra, grra
Boy, you gotta be jokin’, you don’t got no motion
Grra, grra, grra, grra
I got shit in my head that don’t ever get spoken
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Bae, would you give me CPR if I start overdosin'? Nah, nah
Fuck it, I don’t want to be likе that right now
Oh, goddamn
Blow a track, Christian Dior my feet right now, I don’t even like thеm
Grr, grr, grr, grr, grr I say, "Goddamn"
He kept talking tough, he met the sky, guess that was God's plan