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yeetsquad – slow-mo (feat. rillzill, lil grande, & papa ag0 lyrics

your girl gave me that blow
i don’t f-ck with cocaine but your girl gave me that blow
blow blow blow blow
i don’t f-ck with cocaine but your girl gave me that blow

i got h-lla b-tches on my d-ck
you stay wishin for that sh-t
studio kitchen cookin this
on commission save the tip
aye ridin round town with the windows down
we some kings now finna flaunt that crown
i always h-t her up when i know she’s down
i ain’t in kc but i’m still a chief (how)
yeetsquad in this b-tch rillzill be goin in
smack down verses raw shawn michael’s shin chin
if you’re lookin for the peace we don’t got no yang or yin
smack you in the t–th never say my name again

i be f-cked up in the head like i’m denzel curry
kurt cobain call the shotgun mercy
biggie talkin to me through these suicidal thoughts
like lil grande you be f-ckin way to many thots
and he’s right because just the other day
a random guy walked up to me and he said
yo lil grande how’d you get my girls line
guess i’m marvin g-ye i heard it through the grapevine
all these rappers don’t want the smoke
or yeetsquad will make you choke on poison oak
b-tch i’m coming from the bottom full of dirt like a marine
stealing all these hoes like i’m mean joe green

i don’t f-ck with cocaine but your girl gave me that blow
we just shot a movie put that b-tch in slow-mo
i don’t f-ck with cocaine but your girl gave me that blow
we just shot a movie put that b-tch in slow-mo

b-tch i’m married to the game don’t give a f-ck about the fame
popularity is pointless when your homeboy is a lame
i be throwin money on the floor like i just won keno
took a dive in the ocean where the f-ck is nemo
the casino given me mo money mo problems
throw my stacks in the air watch in fall down like it’s autumn
playin gta stole a yaught we always on the rise
b-tch we don’t get caught like lil skies
i’m in cali calabasas poppin molly with a bad b-tch
then i went to bali cause my stacks are like richie rich

super fly like gucci mane wake up in the sky
give me potty tang from the gape up in your thighs
cause the p-ssy all the same but i ain’t just another guy
put my name in a frame and when we’re done b-tch bye
it’s rizill on the mic you know i’m f-cking with the flow
if you can’t get it right motherf-cker there’s the door
she getting my d-ck hype when she drop it to the floor
you think i’ll hit tonight b-tch you already know
and i’m feeling like its twitter from the way these b-tches follow me
i ain’t justin bieber so no sorry no apology

stacking up that green you know that sh-t be tall
the f-ck is a condom i always h-t it raw
gotta phone call from my boys wanna ball
i just dropped 10k on your b-tch at the mall
always getting calls cause we bustin ghost writers
gotta hydraulic -ss like a low-rider
p-ssy sweet like an apple and you know i’m in cider
i just stole your b-tch and they callin me swiper
once you hear this song it won’t come off repeat
mess with us leave your -ss with no heartbeat like

i don’t f-ck with cocaine but your girl gave me that blow
we just shot a movie put that b-tch in slow-mo
leave your -ss with no heartbeat like

- yeetsquad lyrics

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