the deadly youngan - no pen no pad lyrics
[verse]
off the dome n+gga no pen no pad
shoot him in his f+cking sh+t can’t get his f+cking life back
mari is a b+tch n+gga bet quando ass real mad
k!lled that n+gga jordan bet you youngboy ass real sad
he dead make him a f+cking game like he playing nintendo
you’ll never be a real n+gga i told his ass i been tho
you play with me you loose yo life whatever the f+ck i say go
pull up to his f+cking job and shoot him through the window
lil tug ass a dead b+tch lil dave ass a dead snitch
baby joe a hoe n+gga ben 10 a fed b+tch
dump fat ass couldn’t f+ck we shot that n+gga in his d+ck
knocked out three three ass in jail boy he a f+cking b+tch
boozila had a bike bed shot him in his f+cking head
tyler ass a p+ssy n+gga filled that n+gga up with led
aj got shot by police it was what that n+gga said
we left white chalk round the scene but left the f+cking scene red
no pizza shot up five guys these n+ggas wanting highfives
shoot yo motherf+cking homie tell that n+gga bye bye
yo ass bout to see jesus so n+gga tell his ass hi hi
put that n+gga on the news that n+gga genre sci+fi
n+gga try to play with me that p+ssy n+gga gone die
shoot his stupid dumb ass send that p+ssy n+gga to sky
can’t be round you broke n+ggas p+ssys i’m just to fly
k!ll him in a graveyard that’s where yo f+cking body lie
youngboy you a f+cking b+tch i saw yo ass up at the store
sent my youngan to yo house he kicked down yo f+cking door
you was playing call of duty boy yo ass a f+cking hoe
you gave him yo f+cking sh+t begging if he could f+cking go
n+gga i know where you live i’m on yo f+cking ass
i can’t say yo dead homie that n+gga laying in the grass
caught that lil f+ck n+gga did that p+ssy n+gga bad
we been tryna k!ll aj i know my f+cking homies glad
push his head against the wall his brains up in the f+cking sink
he knew that he f+cked up when he said he was smoking leeke
run up in his f+cking sh+t and k!ll that n+gga in his sleep
i got so many dead opps oh forgot we smoking pete
b+tch we on yo f+cking ass better hide yo f+cking stash
pull up shoot you and yo dad b+tch i know you f+cking mad
n+gga you a g+y n+gga twerking you a f+cking f+g
these interviews be feds you know i’m talking bout vlad
we be on them n+ggas ass i dropped a bag that just for leeke
can’t get out the f+cking streets that p+ssy n+gga to deep
he say he a f+cking gangster nah yo ass a b+tch see
kshordy twerking in the bathroom how you a f+cking g
b+tch we stay spraying blocks d+mn near every f+cking day
you can try and calm the beef don’t give a f+ck what you say
haha you a dead b+tch play and you gone f+cking lay
i only got two words to say motherf+ck 4ktray
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