[Intro: YSR Gramz]
(313 Mafia)
Yeah, bitch, YSR shit, we get bands a lot, nigga
(YSR shit, Lebeau Street, nigga)
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Bitch, I got a lot to say, ran up some money with my cuz, I gotta buy a safe
Nigga you so broke you might as well try to rob a bank
The way we hit they blocks with them chops they thought we had a tank
The weed in this wood strong as hell it be lifting weight
I'm really getting pounds off I need to lose some weight
I know you tired of that broke shit, Gatorade break
I just smoked 6 or 7 woods I ain't even ate
We just pour a Kobe Bryant up we be sipping eights
No disrespect to Kobe Bryant I'm just talking drank
(Long livе Kobe nigga the greatеst of all time)
Lemme get my Drake
You be out here saving all the hoes, go and get yo cape
I'm in Grand Rapids with a K, I get bands a lot
They ain't even get that bird? K, we get bands a lot
How the fuck is you a real bitch, and yo friends is thots
Since you get a lot of fucking money give yo mans a spot
[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
Damn, give yo mans a spot
I just copped a box that's full of chops I gave my man's a Glock
I would cuff this lil bitch, but her friend a thot
If I catch a opp, I'ma put him in a box leave his mama shot
Went to this bitch crib don't wanna talk just tell me where the pop
I was stepping work and broke my leg I can't
Be wear a lot
Y'all niggas broke, y'all finally get a watch nigga you wear it a lot
Yo lil bitch get freaky on the scale, she gettin tared a lot
I was broke, spending 10 on a re-up, I ain't had budgets
Nigga called me up, he wanted a zip but he ain't had nothin
He wanted a front, he wasn't even tryna rob me it was my damn cousin
You niggas broke, can't make a 20 with me, now I might act funny
Dawg threw me in the trap and said sell that like I'm a trap dummy
Said I got trap money, sell crack, and I got act money
I put her on the road but I ain't focused, she got a flat booty
I'll run up in yo trap and shoot yo back with a fat black uzi
I don't like my hoes white, I like em black with a fat black coochie
Y'all niggas out here fucked up, I'm fuckin hoes with a ass, back coochie
I sold that bitch fishscale in the trap, shit this trap sushi
I'll take a nigga kit and charge him half to give it back to em
(313 Mafia)
Yeah, bitch, YSR shit, we get bands a lot, nigga
(YSR shit, Lebeau Street, nigga)
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Bitch, I got a lot to say, ran up some money with my cuz, I gotta buy a safe
Nigga you so broke you might as well try to rob a bank
The way we hit they blocks with them chops they thought we had a tank
The weed in this wood strong as hell it be lifting weight
I'm really getting pounds off I need to lose some weight
I know you tired of that broke shit, Gatorade break
I just smoked 6 or 7 woods I ain't even ate
We just pour a Kobe Bryant up we be sipping eights
No disrespect to Kobe Bryant I'm just talking drank
(Long livе Kobe nigga the greatеst of all time)
Lemme get my Drake
You be out here saving all the hoes, go and get yo cape
I'm in Grand Rapids with a K, I get bands a lot
They ain't even get that bird? K, we get bands a lot
How the fuck is you a real bitch, and yo friends is thots
Since you get a lot of fucking money give yo mans a spot
[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
Damn, give yo mans a spot
I just copped a box that's full of chops I gave my man's a Glock
I would cuff this lil bitch, but her friend a thot
If I catch a opp, I'ma put him in a box leave his mama shot
Went to this bitch crib don't wanna talk just tell me where the pop
I was stepping work and broke my leg I can't
Be wear a lot
Y'all niggas broke, y'all finally get a watch nigga you wear it a lot
Yo lil bitch get freaky on the scale, she gettin tared a lot
I was broke, spending 10 on a re-up, I ain't had budgets
Nigga called me up, he wanted a zip but he ain't had nothin
He wanted a front, he wasn't even tryna rob me it was my damn cousin
You niggas broke, can't make a 20 with me, now I might act funny
Dawg threw me in the trap and said sell that like I'm a trap dummy
Said I got trap money, sell crack, and I got act money
I put her on the road but I ain't focused, she got a flat booty
I'll run up in yo trap and shoot yo back with a fat black uzi
I don't like my hoes white, I like em black with a fat black coochie
Y'all niggas out here fucked up, I'm fuckin hoes with a ass, back coochie
I sold that bitch fishscale in the trap, shit this trap sushi
I'll take a nigga kit and charge him half to give it back to em
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