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ysn flow – see me now (bring it out)* lyrics

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[chorus]
still in my ho things but my ho thinks that i need her, yeah
big racks, ain’t no price check when we buy designers, swipe the visa, yeah
i can’t f+ck with no plain jane, all my diamonds be blinding out
rich n+gga on the same thing, all these n+ggas wanna see me now
uh, choppa that [?] now
i make me a milli but i don’t think money can cut all my demons out
i had me a dream that i’m finally famous, don’t think that i’m dreaming now
and my b+tch know she f+cking with a freak, tell her come and suck my s+m+n now
n+ggas don’t think i’m a gangster because i’m a youngin just wait ’til i bring it out

[verse 1]
really ’bout sh+t that i sing about
trappy got a glock, boaw+boaw, shake his body like it’s [?] now
iced out, neck freezing now, he’s two+faced, lеave him out
one thing that my momma hate is, i lovе drugs
i need to double my [?]
can’t forget i sold drugs, in school have kobe in my coat
remember watching from the bleachers
but now i ball with no coach
and them n+ggas ain’t helped me out, remember i lost my hope
now them n+ggas tryna come around ’cause i’m [?]

[chorus]
still in my ho things but my ho thinks that i need her, yeah
big racks, ain’t no price check when we buy designers, swipe the visa, yeah
i can’t f+ck with no plain jane, all my diamonds be blinding out
rich n+gga on the same thing, all these n+ggas wanna see me now
uh, choppa that [?] now
i make me a milli but i don’t think money can cut all my demons out
i had me a dream that i’m finally famous, don’t think that i’m dreaming now
and my b+tch know she f+cking with a freak, tell her come and suck my s+m+n now
n+ggas don’t think i’m a gangster because i’m a youngin just wait ’til i bring it out
[verse 2]
trappy in the back, got a strap in his lap
if a n+gga try play then he letting it clap
told to promoter i’m bringing this glock
and he said that i can’t [?], no cap
don’t even need it, i’m missing to fighting
you say some dumb, you’ll prolly get whacked
don’t run from no n+ggas, wanna chase all them b+tches
if you see me running, i’m chasing the check
[?] first class, it’s a f+ck it, i put all my bros in the jet
trappy could be a shooter in two different ways
so you gotta stick to that math
i could be stuck in my ways but i rather stick to a check
’cause n+ggas know i’m on this b+tch rapping the f+ck up
i don’t even gotta flex

[chorus]
still in my ho things but my ho thinks that i need her, yeah
big racks, ain’t no price check when we buy designers, swipe the visa, yeah
i can’t f+ck with no plain jane, all my diamonds be blinding out
rich n+gga on the same thing, all these n+ggas wanna see me now
uh, choppa that [?] now
i make me a milli but i don’t think money can cut all my demons out
i had me a dream that i’m finally famous, don’t think that i’m dreaming now
and my b+tch know she f+cking with a freak, tell her come and suck my s+m+n now
n+ggas don’t think i’m a gangster because i’m a youngin just wait ’til i bring it out



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