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ysr gramz & enrgy beats – ahh ha lyrics

[intro: ysr gramz]
(enrgy made this one)
f+ck it
alright

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
f+ck it, pay a rapper for a feature and box him in
i’m finna backdoor my main mans, all my opps his friends
dropped two lines in this faygo pop, now my pop red
made a promise to this ysr sh+t, he gon’ pop heads
ridin’ with this chopstick on me, i’m tryna chop dreads
hit this lil’ b+tch on the floor, i ain’t use the bed
every time i get some money, i flash it, i ain’t used to bread
dog gon’ get his f+ckin’ head cracked like an easter egg
i don’t treat none of my b+tches right, i’m a piece of sh+t
they think i’m by myself, but i’m not, i keep a bl!ck
b+tch hair ain’t never done, i’ma get it fixed
if a n+gga diss me, end his career like 50 cent
bro punches hittin’ so hard, he can punch a brick
bro shoot sh+t, he ain’t never threw a punch or sh+t
four n+ggas of lebeau street probably f+cked your b+tch
they know beecher n+ggas like to fight, we’ll stomp on sh+t
kobe bryant with this backwood, i ain’t passin’ it
this n+gga mad at his baby mama ’cause i stabbed it
don’t touch me while i’m performin’ on stage, i’ma jab you
if you murk this one lil’ n+gga for me, i’ma cash you
you can say what the f+ck you want, but don’t touch me
a lot of n+ggas talk down on me, but can’t f+ck with me
he be hatin’ on me, that’s why his b+tch wanna f+ck me
twelve hundred dollars for these shoes, but they ugly
[chorus: ysr gramz & babyfxce e]
ah+ha (ah+ha), you n+ggas can’t f+ck with me
you can talk down on me, but can you f+ck with me? (ah+ha, ah+ha)
i get them b+tches for the low ’cause he f+ck with me
old tender+ass n+gga mad ’cause his b+tch f+ck with me
ah+ha (ah+ha), huh, b+tch, you can’t f+ck with me
gramz, what you say? b+tch, you can’t f+ck with me
ah+ha (ah+ha), b+tch, you can’t f+ck with me
hold on, alright

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
i ain’t gotta see your sh+t, i know you can’t f+ck with me
i’m high+demand right now, so it’s hard to get in touch with me
my cup a couple g’s and my belt got a double g
my cherokee got a broke window, this the other jeep
huh, n+gga, this the one i slide in
this the one i can’t forget my mask when i ride in
this the b+tch i crack once and then i bring the guys in
this the b+tch that wasn’t f+ckin’ with me ’cause i wasn’t hot then
but i’m hot now
i used to didn’t have no money, i got a lot now
aim the micro from the stomach, tear the block down
every b+tch that used to play my top give me top now
and that sh+t f+ck my head up
i can’t give a b+tch attention, that sh+t f+ck the bread up
ak bullets out a pistol, this’ll f+ck your legs up
told her, “i’m a dog, b+tch,” for the heads+up
up a hundred thousand, thought a p+ssy said somethin’
not a joystick, n+gga, this a fed b+tton
i don’t want no more green, n+gga, keep the red comin’
yeah, it’s with an x, n+gga
[chorus: ysr gramz & babyfxce e]
ah+ha (ah+ha), you n+ggas can’t f+ck with me
you can talk down on me, but can you f+ck with me? (ah+ha, ah+ha)
i get them b+tches for the low ’cause he f+ck with me
old tender+ass n+gga mad ’cause his b+tch f+ck with me
ah+ha (ah+ha), huh, b+tch, you can’t f+ck with me
gramz, what you say? b+tch, you can’t f+ck with me
ah+ha (ah+ha), b+tch, you can’t f+ck with me
hold on, alright

- ysr gramz enrgy beats lyrics

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