yrn finesse – thrax! lyrics
[intro]
(elvis… vly world …. i love exstasy …… zelenai your stupid)
[verse]
(yeah, gang) b+tch i’m smoking on thrax
say he gone k!ll my n+ggas relax
(f+ck it) my n+ggas just might knock off cap
n+gga stop all that cap in your raps
have yo ass running (cmere) like he running a lap
my n+ggas really toting on straps
and i feel like “sofaygo” cause my n+ggas finna knock you off the map
(yeah) b+tch i pop me a perc finna take me a nap
fu+fu+fu+f+ck n+gga play and get clapped
i got that big a choppa that b+tch go (blatt)
n+gga better get the f+ck back, i feel i’m “gunna” how i ride with my slatts
the whole gang on a mission, they finna attack
if you try to shoot then my n+ggas shoot back
what’s on your head ?, n+gga a rack
f+ck n+gga play with gang get turned to a pack
no i don’t f+ck with rats, i’m up in sacks trying to spend me a bag
(yeah) now i’m finna switch up flow, and i call up “lil kai” put a tag on yo toe
(aye) what’s in my hand ?, big bankrolls
he beef with thе gang we whiping his nose
he strikе for the gang then you striking a pose
(d+mn) that’s what i said on that song
and i pop me a perc feeling gone
these n+ggas stiff like tree, n+ggas stiff like a knome
(yeah) she broke my heart, chrome
shout out “pca jay’ cause we aiming for domes
bullets go right through his home
he talking that sh+t now let’s wait till that boy home alone
(grrt bow!) bullets they breaking his bones
and i’m smoking on gas and that sh+t got me stoned
call em “medusa” cause if that f+ck n+gga play with us he get put on a stone
he in the sky like a drone, (f+ck it) that n+gga six feet deep
hop out the car, catch his ass on feet, he want the smoke little n+gga let’s meet
(uh) he getting his with a “arp”, ima hop in a scat b+tch i’m fleeing the scene
g+19 with a beam. i’m smoking on gas while i’m counting the green
bad little b+tch want to f+ck with the team, me and my n+ggas like ‘amp’ (“kai”), b+tch i’m smoking on gas getting high
any last words n+gga say goodbye, (i’m finna freestyle real quick)
(aye, go) me and the gang for real, and the last n+gga just got k!lled
i’m finna pop me a motherf+cking pill, (aye) “micheal jackson” i’m the thrill
me and my baby like “jack” and “jill, so if you f+ck n+ggas play with her n+gga we finna leave him running down like a hill
(d+mn, f+ck) i meant to say rolling down like a hill, (aye,f+ck it)
[outro]
(yeah, gang) b+tch i’m smoking on thrax
say he gone k!ll my n+ggas relax
(f+ck it) my n+ggas just might knock off cap
n+gga stop all that cap in your raps
have yo ass running (cmere) like he running a lap
my n+ggas really toting on straps
and i feel like “sofaygo” cause my n+ggas finna knock you off the map
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