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adazns – young on verge lyrics

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intro
you’re skinny n-ggas stay away i got bbc

pre-hook
my father’s new version don’t f-ck with it
you’re skinny n-ggas stay away i got bbc
shut your mouth b-tch you’re clown i run this thing
take you n-ggas down with a simple flick

hook (x2)
i’m young on verge
i’m k!lling the game
spiting propane here
c4 for these n-ggas yaaaaa
i pull up they’re fading
can’t stop no brakes
who else can make this?
f-ck f-ck these n-ggas mouth

verse 1
i’m young on verge k!lling the game till you know my name
illest n-gga in the sh-t how f-ck you puss-es claiming
savage mode leave me alone imma k!ll this thing
trashing all these dumbs is my motto yeaah
y’all puss- you saying you”re best
i’m running straight to the bank
cashing all the season while n-ggas just do the hate
rolling all this dope with crew till we reach the gate
bribing all thses b-tches with little cheese to not snitch

f-ck these n-ggas sleeping on us
we’re the beasts in garage
think we minus we’re the plus
spiting bars way to the clouds
dej loaf but we deny
shade on us get no reply
k!lls these b-tches with no slugs
design this sh-t we make it raaaaaaa

pre-hook
my father’s new version don’t f-ck with it
you’re skinny n-ggas stay away i got bbc
shut your mouth b-tch you’re clown i run this thing
take you n-ggas down with a simple flick

hook (x2)
i’m young on verge
i’m k!lling the game
spiting propane here
c4 for theses n-ggas yaaaaa
i pull up they’re fading
can’t stop no brakes
who else can make this?
f-ck f-ck these n-ggas mouth

verse 2
i spend my mulla with my gang
never tricked by this b-tches
f-cking you hard you feel the pain
i’m stepping up until you’re dead
couple of n-ggas wanna be me
tell line-up for the sperm
run my city i’m the man
you been watching me doing this dabs

h-lla hungry eat n-ggas who ain’t got no aim
f-ck you p-ss me i’m putting slugs in your big head
jump your brain you’re little dull can’t afford my thing
i dig your b-tch in your front we keep being friends

i’m rude to you n-ggas
only mind on papers
who da f-ck you think you are
you’re not sh-t as you think you are
we’re not friends we’re neighbors
don’t come here for favors
get your middle finger
your sh-t sucks i’m getting done

pre-hook
my father’s new version don’t f-ck with it
you’re skinny n-ggas stay away i got bbc
shut your mouth b-tch you’re clown i run this thing
take you n-ggas down with a simple flick

hook (x3)
i’m young on verge
i’m k!lling the game
spiting propane here
c4 for these n-ggas yaaaaa
i pull up they’re fading
can’t stop no brakes
who else can make this?
f-ck f-ck these n-ggas mouth

c4 for these n-ggas yaaaaa
f-ck f-ck theses n-ggas mouth



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