[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
If you ain't fucking, don't come over, bitch, it's very simple
I know she got some good ass head, 'cause she got a dimple
I'm high as hell, just poured a four in a fucking [?]
You be sneak dissing in your songs, nigga, I should diss you
Oh, you got ass and tits? Bitch, I should pimp you
I just blew him with this 40, nigga, I just Cripped you
FN57, nigga, I'll rip you
I just text this freak bitch that I really miss you
[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Treat this bitch like my booger, I ain't gon' lie, I'm gon pick you
Just hit two freaks last week, yeah, I gotta hip you
[?] big, [?]
Sometimes, I love these hoes, but sometimes, I pimp too
Oh my god, I would've fucked Ms. Parker
Booty big, while she cut the grass, I'll hump Ms. Parker
Damn, she lightskin, yeah, I love Ms. Parker
Don't let me catch you working out, get you out them joggers
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
You a creepy ass nigga, nigga, you a stalker
Bitch, I feel like Lil Wayne when he dropped Tha Carter
I sell dope to the fiends, thumbs up to culture
My nigga head fucked up, he put lean in water
High as hell in the booth, bring wings and water
Baby J and Baby Aaron, gon' fuck your daughter
I just learned how to do scams, 'cause my nigga tought me
I just made ten bands off a walky talky
If you ain't fucking, don't come over, bitch, it's very simple
I know she got some good ass head, 'cause she got a dimple
I'm high as hell, just poured a four in a fucking [?]
You be sneak dissing in your songs, nigga, I should diss you
Oh, you got ass and tits? Bitch, I should pimp you
I just blew him with this 40, nigga, I just Cripped you
FN57, nigga, I'll rip you
I just text this freak bitch that I really miss you
[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Treat this bitch like my booger, I ain't gon' lie, I'm gon pick you
Just hit two freaks last week, yeah, I gotta hip you
[?] big, [?]
Sometimes, I love these hoes, but sometimes, I pimp too
Oh my god, I would've fucked Ms. Parker
Booty big, while she cut the grass, I'll hump Ms. Parker
Damn, she lightskin, yeah, I love Ms. Parker
Don't let me catch you working out, get you out them joggers
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
You a creepy ass nigga, nigga, you a stalker
Bitch, I feel like Lil Wayne when he dropped Tha Carter
I sell dope to the fiends, thumbs up to culture
My nigga head fucked up, he put lean in water
High as hell in the booth, bring wings and water
Baby J and Baby Aaron, gon' fuck your daughter
I just learned how to do scams, 'cause my nigga tought me
I just made ten bands off a walky talky
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