ysr gramz - boosie badazz lyrics
[intro]
([?], you made this?)
[chorus]
i’m like that n+gga boosie badazz ’cause i call shots
if i hit him with that—, they gon’ call the cops
pourin’ threes in a cream soda, it’s like four pops
that switch went off, it hit like four opps
[verse 1]
never take a b+tch to your crib, they be droppin’ dots
n+ggas get straight out of jail and cuff a thot
the lil’ n+ggas i seen grew up got the hood hot
hit they whip with arp, got they top dropped
i’ma get a hundred million streams, i am not gon’ stop
i’ma make a hundred somethin’ bands out a trap spot
i’ma be runnin’ to the money if i rap or not
bro got a ten milli’ on him, i got a forty glock
it don’t cost sh+t to get him gone, that sh+t lil’ money
bro bought seventeen cribs, that’s real money
when i went broke, ain’t n0body out here feel for me
your mans got dropped, ain’t n0body out here slid for him
my n+gga head f+cked up, he take pills for it
don’t try to take nothin’ from me, n+gga, get you spilt for it
got a freak b+tch in my bnb, i’m off with elroy
dog started f+ckin’ with the opps, we should’ve k!lled boy
[chorus]
i’m like that n+gga boosie badazz ’cause i call shots
if i hit him with that—, they gon’ call the cops
pourin’ threes in a cream soda, it’s like four pops
that switch went off, it hit like four opps
i’m like that n+gga boosie badazz ’cause i call shots
if i hit him with that—, they gon’ call the cops
pourin’ threes in a cream soda, it’s like four pops
that switch went off, it hit like four opps
[verse 2]
if you out here lackin’, boy, you better get a bl!ck.com
i’m in the club with some older hoes, tryna f+ck a mom
i was gon’ do a feature with him, but it slipped my mind
streets f+cked up, everybody like 6ix9ine
f+ck tryna be a street n+gga, get rap money
i punch in, you would never see me out here writin’ nothin’
f+ck what i buy this b+tch somethin’, she never buy me nothin’
she ain’t give the p+ssy to me, i’m tryna f+ck her cousin
i tried to slide on this one b+tch, she already f+cked my brother
rap n+ggas act like gramz, we ain’t real brothers
i buy p’s ’cause i’m tryna make my money triple+double
i ain’t have a plan in this sh+t, i pulled a no huddle
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