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giancarlos santos - from the 396 lyrics

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[chorus]
young n+gga from the 396, if you leave her alone, i’ll take your b+tch
send mike out for that play, if he talk on my name, then we runnin’ a blitz
two b+tches want my last name, d+mn, these hoes really feen for the d+ck
got two n+ggas want my chain, but i keep sh+t tucked, i’m a feen for the stick

[post+chorus]
if you say i ain’t gon’ make it, then i’ll always remember that
when i’m performing in front of the crowds, don’t ever try to come runnin’ back
they say that they style better than me, d+mn, these n+ggas be smoking crack
that 40 must be a moviе director, it’s ready to clean up a n+gga act

[verse 1]
i’m too young and turnt for lovе, but i still keep on chasing it
we tryna get up to the top, i make that cash, i’m banking it
got too many hoes i pass with my gang, i swear we ranking ’em
got too many reasons to reach the top, i need the taste of it
we fell in love in october
smoking that loud, we never sober
too out of her league, swear that i friendzoned her
she said i ain’t the man, i told her that i’d show her, hold on

[chorus]
young n+gga from the 396, if you leave her alone, i’ll take your b+tch
send mike out for that play, if he talk on my name, then we runnin’ a blitz
two b+tches want my last name, d+mn, these hoes really feen for the d+ck
got two n+ggas want my chain, but i keep sh+t tucked, i’m a feen for the stick
[post+chorus]
if you say i ain’t gon’ make it, then i’ll always remember that
when i’m performing in front of the crowds, don’t ever try to come runnin’ back
they say that they style better than me, d+mn, these n+ggas be smoking crack
that 40 must be a movie director, it’s ready to clean up a n+gga act

[verse 2]
i’ve been living life on autopilot, i don’t think i’m gonna crash
put my foot all on the pedal, then i do the f+cking dash
pull up to your b+tch crib, she was holy, now she on ash kaash
young xo ain’t going if i’m not gettin’ paid, i need that cash
i’ve been turnin’ up
spit fire when i’m in the stu’, yeah, i been burnin’ up
get higher every f+ckin’ day, yeah, i been soarin’ up
she told me that she think she love me, i told her enough
baby, i don’t wanna hear that
the more the better, i’m goin’ to shawty, i’m askin’ her “where her friends at”?
been goin’ through it and they ask me for more, i swear that i can’t bear that
your shawty gon’ blow me, she hittin’ them notes, would’ve thought she was playin’ clarinet
been thinking bout the future, i’on even know what i wanna be
if she gonna cheat on me, ain’t no muhummad, but ali
swag kid with the swag fits, diamonds on the t++th
bad kid with the bad b+tch, yeah, that’s f+ckin’ me
if that n+gga talkin’ crazy, swear to god that he won’t
i don’t even know what to say
up that stick then we put ’em to waste
xd+45 gonna tear up that boy if he think that he motherf+ckin’ safe
switch up my flow too many times, yeah, i been goin’ cray
i had to tell her the truth, don’t give two f+cks if she f+ckin’ hate me
it’s up to me, ain’t n0body else can f+ckin’ save me
i’m from the 396, if you want me at your show you better pay me
i’m from the 396, if you want me at your show you better pay me
[chorus]
young n+gga from the 396, if you leave her alone, i’ll take your b+tch
send mike out for that play, if he talk on my name, then we runnin’ a blitz
two b+tches want my last name, d+mn, these hoes really feen for the d+ck
got two n+ggas want my chain, but i keep sh+t tucked, i’m a feen for the stick

[outro]
one time for the birthday boy, two times for the birthday boy, three times for the birthday boy! happy birthday! also, please never, never change that voicemail audio… i love it. never ever change it. happy birthday, call me back when you get this + i love you so so much! happy 17!



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