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ybf k sauce - dangerous lyrics

[hook]
i know these n+ggas be hatin’
they said i wouldn’t make it
now i got some paper
call up my n+ggas, they ready to slide
b+tch, all of my guys ain’t makin’ a statement
young n+gga stay wit’ the fye, the fye, the fye, the fye
they know that i’m dangerous
he talkin’ hot ‘den a b+tch
on god, on god, on god
i’m makin’ him famous
choppa makin’ him dance, yeah
i had to run up them bands
i keep the glocky at all times
n+ggas hatin’, i can’t take a chance, yeah
i told him hop out the car
if he finna slide, we leavin’ him dead, yeah
i told ’em i’m poppin’ off
put that on the guys
just stick to the plan, yеah

[verse]
n+gga watch how i pull up, i’m ready to blow
if it’s up wit’ them n+ggas, they know what it is
i ain’t nеver been hidin’, i ain’t duckin’ no n+gga
f+ck it, it’s up wit him, shoot at his kid
i ain’t gettin’ cool wit’ the opps
if one of ’em die, then it’s f+ck it, you know what i did
got like 32 in the glock
if one of ’em slide, imma up it, you know how i live
new opp pack exotic, i’m outta my body
i came out the bottom, i’m feelin’ like roddy
that n+gga a b+tch, and he ain’t got a strap
he could prolly get whacked for this sh+t in my pocket
i been takin’ off on these n+ggas
and i don’t see how imma land, b+tch i ain’t a pilot
like we playin’ golf wit’ these n+ggas
my brody said pass him the iron
i told him i got it
swear these n+ggas knew what it was
them n+ggas slid on the guys
you ain’t finna slide, the f+ck is you doin’ wit us
young n+gga stay wit’ the fye
we shootin’ at rides
i hope you ain’t usin’ the bus
y’all n+ggas ain’t finna k!ll nothin’ tryna slide
you know that you losin’ to us
yeah
[hook]
i know these n+ggas be hatin’
they said i wouldn’t make it
now i got some paper
call up my n+ggas, they ready to slide
b+tch, all of my guys ain’t makin’ a statement
young n+gga stay wit’ the fye, the fye, the fye, the fye
they know that i’m dangerous
he talkin’ hot ‘den a b+tch
on god, on god, on god
i’m makin’ him famous
choppa makin’ him dance, yeah
i had to run up them bands
i keep the glocky at all times
n+ggas hatin’, i can’t take a chance, yeah
i told him hop out the car
if he finna slide, we leavin’ him dead, yeah
i told ’em i’m poppin’ off
put that on the guys
just stick to the plan, yeah

- ybf k sauce lyrics

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