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usg masa sham, usg ito ft yung vanchi - o.t.t (off the top)) freestyle lyrics

[usg ito: intro]

yo this ya guh hard no f-ck dawg

[usg masa sham: verse 1]

4 bad b-tches with me and we finna ride (skrt skrt)
if i see the opps den you kno we gatta slide
2 tone drip all my n-ggas we abide (2 tone drip)
shooting at the top smith & wesson leave you fried

[usg ito: verse 2]

shoot at the top !
leaving you fried !
i’m swerving dat b-tch, she serving me pie (yeah)
put dat water on my wrist and it watered my eyes (sheesh)
yeah it cost me some brick and i flip around (yeah)
and i’m f-cking dat b-tch and she all on the ground (ground)
gotta make me some m’s and make momma real proud (yeah)
yeah i’m feeling like gunna might drip or you drown
i can’t f-ck wit no opps leave a n-gga on the ground

[yung vanchi: verse 3]

when i leave em on the ground and they be making no sound
yung vanchi gonna blow up and cop him self a crown
crown huh drop off the top off the hound
hardest n-gga never turning me down
need a feature then i’m taking your clout
talk about and i swear it get down huh

we be trappin’ everyday
n-ggas gone hate no matter what i say like

you can not fight it better stay silent
pull up on your block and i swear you be hiding
pull up tha chop ready or not
get your sh-t jacked or get your sh-t popped

i’m on a blue streak no cap (huh)
your b-tch a straight thot no cap (yuh)
i’m a big dog no cap (yuh)
you talk your cr-p and i swear you get smacked

[usg masa sham: verse 4]

she took off the top off the rover
she bussin it down like a yanna
my n-gga i told her you whipping around in the stroller
i pullup in ships made a wreck buh just hold up i told you

bad bih’, cute face (cute face)
new foreign, speed race (skrt skrt)
gg, shoe lace (shoe lace)
new ice, blue ray (ice!)

n-ggas beefing ridding round with a mack (mack!)
p-p-ssy n-ggas tryna flex with a stack ( ahuh)
till my n-gga pulling and they leaving you wet (blrrr bowww)
b-tch imma big dawg just like a mack (uhhuh)
new drone
flip phone
big bone
trap set
upset?

got a lil thing she da best (uhhhh)
flex with the s on my chest (s on my chest)
n-ggas ain’t ready i’m next (i’m next!!)

[yung vanchi: verse 5]

n-gga i be money chasin’ and my verse is blazing
but you keep on hating so don’t try compare me when you see me winning
i put my white s-m-n in your b-tches creases and they calling jesus
when i flip the scene again
n-gga envying
take the ball again
looking elegant
off the streets but i’m still a veteran still a (veteran)

money popping haters begging telling me to stop it
and my diamonds really shine when i milly rock it
me and my squad on the block yeah we keep it locking

[usg ito: verse 6]

me and my squad on the block yeah we keep it lock

yeah hop out the 4 door
whipping’ that dough dough
b-tch i keep sticks like a n-gga do pogo
drip in off-white, b-tch this ain’t no polo
i step out the crib and they taking they photos

uh yeah hunnid on my neck
new set of ice audemar and baguettes
uh yeah f-ck up a check blow through the racks then i stack it again

[usg masa sham, yung vanchi and usg ito: verse 7]

she blow up my phone like a cello
she sucking my d-ck cause its mellow, h-llo
ice round my neck and its yellow, fellow

cello
mellow

[usg ito: outro]

yeahhh

- usg masa sham usg ito ft yung vanchi lyrics

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