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ybn cordae - rock bottom lyrics

[verse 1: ybn cordae]
i gotta lot of flows, i gotta lot of dope
cause where i’m from, you get jumped like geronimo
we rock designer clothes, well f-ck the honor roll
you cannot hop in the coope, if you not a bro
shootin like james, let that rocket go
i’m in the phantom, you know that my pockets gold
rap sh-t my life, and this sh-t a pot of gold
it be official, tell them n-gg-s aidios
n-gg-s is mad i’m ahead of my time, sick like the floo, leave m dead with the rhyme
never call him, cause the feds on his line, picked up the pensal instead of the 9
they hot as bodies that you never goin find, they dropped the case, better than mine
never progressin, you know that i heard that stuff
i just -ssume that they don’t work and stuff
lying about pies, i doubt that their purp be tough
rappers is murderers, how you be trappin, but lackin the cirtinty
i’m about coins, and i’m chasin the currensy
snap out of it, never a problem with it
like my producer, dog, i stay anonymous
still signed to country boy, that kid k!ll a lotta sh-t
it was a drout, and he could never find his h-t

[verse 2: simba]
lil n-gg-, i got big amounts
i’m just tryna see bigger counts
got the water flowin, like a river rout
n-gg-s sneak dissin, be spesific now
curry, the way i dish it out
got my grandma askin, what’s this bout
ain’t f-ckin with me, then you missin out
/bring the dissin out, i bring the pistols out
thought i couldn’t do it, now they listen to it
the feds wanna call me a shot back
you want me with faruko, cause i bought you a pistol
stop hating, you ain’t even boss yet
dollar signs is what i must get
i got old money, like a muskit

- ybn cordae lyrics

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