ynt – 4 grams lyrics
yeah we posted in the trap
b-tch be 2 floors made of scr-p
and my n—– servin fiends
but ynt go’n stick to rap
(yuh) (yuh), we want smoke
roll 4 grams i want it fat
and we took that n—- b-tch
and no applause lil hoe got clapped
(yuh)
b-tch u make music for elevators
all of my n—– is h-lla faded
young n—- stackin up h-lla faces
and my n—- love white but they never racist
got a lil jumpman right on my sneakers
and my young trappers stay w em beepers
b-tch n—- hiding behind a keyboard
f-ckin w me wouldn’t wanna be you
got yo wife on my bed she just gave me da neck
dont wanna talk if it ain’t bout the check
dont say i won’t do it cuz n—- just bet
got b-tches on b-tches yeah i be a vet
and we crossin the border got h-lla kilos
don’t take no bread if its made by me hoe
it just be me and my 3 amigos
ynt drippin just like the sea tho
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