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marcus ybarra - kush and lean lyrics

[hook]
i got cash i got bands
i got kush i got lean
i got anything you need boy, i got anything you need
i got more diamonds than rocky all these b-tches wanna copy
i got gucci round my waist and i’m smelling like versace
in the cut with the squadie these thottys is giving bop
and we don’t really want the bottom all we want is the toppy
see we be trending topics the sh-t i smoke is from the tropics
and if you got some beef than we turn your sh-t into sloppy

[verse 1: marcus ybarra]
sneak dissing we will catch you out in traffic
my squad about a drill we team no lacking
popped a molly i don’t remember what happened
all i know is everything got me laughing
b-tch i’m a big spender i got commas all on my tags
eighty dollars for some d-mn boxers thats the reason why i sag
designer all on my body i ain’t really trying to brag
and i keep that sh-t one hundred same up in the duffle bag
b-tch you know the name you know i’m back in this b-tch
talking about my f-cking money like they stacking my sh-t
but i bet they ain’t really with the action and sh-t
yeah we will ride up on his -ss in all black and some sh-t
catch me in the northside or you can catch me in the studio
we running through these hoes, we p-ssing b-tches like we rubio
bragging about his girlfriend but boy i got a few of those
i’m looking for somebody that can say they can out do me though

[verse 2: marcus ybarra]
my old b-tch your new ho
progressive i got flo
3 ways thats two hoes buy i got me one eye closed
don’t ask no questions you won’t get no answers
i’ll take your b-tch and than hold you for ransom
your girl wants a picture like oh god he’s handsome
i got them bands so i told that b-tch dance some
my belt got double g, yeah my sh-t made in france son
i’ll splash on your b-tch like i’m kevin durants son
molly pop that p-ssy than i pop that molly
give her my number then tell her not to call me
she give me some neck sound like speaking somali
i f-cked up her jaw and she didn’t even get no sorry
never wait in line cause i just walk right through the back doors
city on my shoulders what the f-ck we need a map for
asked her can i hit and she said what did you even ask for
now she’s calling me just like a shot that hit the backboard

- marcus ybarra lyrics

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