
talking brazy, pt. 2 - ysr gramz lyrics lyrics
[intro]
ayy, man, how the f+ck y’all ain’t know who ysr gramz is?
yeah, hardest boy out here
rappin’ on the streets of beecher
with big b’s
gramz take
talkin’ brazy
alright, go brazy, man
[verse]
like how the f+ck i ain’t in a n+gga top five
my n+gga chillin’ right now, but he’d come alive
i be feelin’ like all these rap n+ggas son of mines
he know my trap phone slap like a hundred times
i won’t nut in your b+tch, you can nut in mine
we’d slide down your block like we drumming line
bro got a drum in his sh+t, i got a drum in mine
i’m smokin’ white somethin’ b’s, you smoke london pie
fn bullets in my clip make you go bye+bye
i really miss my n+gga skit on, used to slap high+fives
thеse n+ggas skit around this b+tch like they watch sci+fi
ain’t got sh+t in thе trap, but we got wi+fi
old burger+ass n+gga, you a five guy
put my n+ggas on your head, make him slide slide
you hear a motor in this b+tch when we slide by
me and t tied in, we got mob ties
young n+ggas doin’ walkdowns, f+ck a drive+by
b+tch, if them people come right now, is you gon’ ride ride?
brodie got a big gun on him, he only 5’5″
you out here gamblin’ with your life like you got nine lives
she get money from the hood, her name 99
my young n+gga do scams, he in a wide+body
where i’m from, i don’t really trust n0body
i know your son bad as h+ll ’cause his nose snotty
you be lyin’ in your songs, you ain’t got no bodies
i just re’d up with the plug and bought four bodies
have you ever trapped in some motherf+ckin’ foamposites?
four pockets full but i ain’t four pockets
b+tch, i can’t fall in love with you, i ain’t block lodgin’
book me for a show, got a deuce deuce in my back pocket
f+ck around and shoot a fan, i was at saks shoppin’
n+gga tried to middle+man some ‘bows, now i’m not shoppin’
[outro]
dumb+ass n+gga
i’m a yung sak runner
i’m one of them ones for real, man
young n+ggas don’t know like
n+gga, you gotta come to beecher, n+gga, you’ll find about every n+gga, n+gga gon’ tell you, n+gga
n+gga gon’ tell you yung sak runner, yeah, he was runnin’ up, yeah, he run up that—
woo
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