ARP YSR Gramz
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[Intro]
(Good lookin', Cloudy)
I'm so motherfuckin' high right now
Yung Sak Runner
Free Rio, free Dee Rich
[Chorus]
Auntie called me with an eight, I'm finna buy it all
Bro do head taps with his Glock, he a tryhard (He a fuckin' tryhard)
I'm finna call my striker plug, I'm tryna buy a car (Where you at?)
I know a nigga that walk your ass down, he ain't got a car (He don't own one)
Try to reach, get hit with this ARP
Got a drum in my stick, I work for KFC
He got ones in his roll, he work for KOD (Work for KOD)
That drank just put a nigga to sleep, it just KO'd me (It just KO'd)
[Verse 1]
I got a bankroll on me, but my tank on E (My tank)
What type of gun you got on you? I got a Drac' on me (I got a Drac' on me)
My lil' cousin talkin' 'bout, "What do Draco mean?" (What do Draco mean?)
You pay what for that drank? That's some fake codeine (That's a fake one)
He put his pop in a freezer, he got a Wock' slush (Got a Wocky slush)
You don't fuck on no hoes, get your thots up (Get your thots up)
Make me mad and get your crash dummy poppеd up
My bitch ain't toxic, but she love doin' pop-ups
Don't get hit in your back with this Diamondback (With this Diamondback)
Takе a rap nigga chain, he want his diamonds back (He want his diamonds back)
Backwood and a Perc', that's a party pack (That's a party pack)
I'm a real trap nigga, bitch, I hardly rap (Huh?)
I let unc' smell the P's, he said he like these (I let unky do that)
I sent Johnny to the store for some white tees
I know a fiend from Flint look like Spike Lee (Look like who?)
I got these niggas out here rappin' off my type beats (No cap)
(Good lookin', Cloudy)
I'm so motherfuckin' high right now
Yung Sak Runner
Free Rio, free Dee Rich
[Chorus]
Auntie called me with an eight, I'm finna buy it all
Bro do head taps with his Glock, he a tryhard (He a fuckin' tryhard)
I'm finna call my striker plug, I'm tryna buy a car (Where you at?)
I know a nigga that walk your ass down, he ain't got a car (He don't own one)
Try to reach, get hit with this ARP
Got a drum in my stick, I work for KFC
He got ones in his roll, he work for KOD (Work for KOD)
That drank just put a nigga to sleep, it just KO'd me (It just KO'd)
[Verse 1]
I got a bankroll on me, but my tank on E (My tank)
What type of gun you got on you? I got a Drac' on me (I got a Drac' on me)
My lil' cousin talkin' 'bout, "What do Draco mean?" (What do Draco mean?)
You pay what for that drank? That's some fake codeine (That's a fake one)
He put his pop in a freezer, he got a Wock' slush (Got a Wocky slush)
You don't fuck on no hoes, get your thots up (Get your thots up)
Make me mad and get your crash dummy poppеd up
My bitch ain't toxic, but she love doin' pop-ups
Don't get hit in your back with this Diamondback (With this Diamondback)
Takе a rap nigga chain, he want his diamonds back (He want his diamonds back)
Backwood and a Perc', that's a party pack (That's a party pack)
I'm a real trap nigga, bitch, I hardly rap (Huh?)
I let unc' smell the P's, he said he like these (I let unky do that)
I sent Johnny to the store for some white tees
I know a fiend from Flint look like Spike Lee (Look like who?)
I got these niggas out here rappin' off my type beats (No cap)
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