ysr gramz – flint babies lyrics
[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
[verse]
i love to see my n+ggas with some money, it get me motivated
i don’t like to serve my lil’ cousin ’cause he so d+mn janky
i remember i was f+cked up, my lil’ brother saved me
you would think i’m signed to babyface ’cause i’m so d+mn wavy
the way i’m finna ball on these n+ggas, i feel like tracy mcgrady
luc’ got a fiend on the south look like slim shady
bro got big b’s on his feet, cost ten+eighty
i know my n+gga head f+cked up, he a flint baby
a hundred shots in this arp, i’ll let you hold eighty
thirty+five shots in this glock, do you know kd?
i need a cleanin’ crew, where scats? let me call ad
n+gga gettin’ rowdy, chopstick make him take a seat
a n+gga think he gettin’ a free song, i make him pay a fee
n+gga, you don’t get no f+ckin’ p+ssy, gotta pay a fee
ganja gods got some ‘za in, that sh+t smell like feet
them bullets got drank in that sh+t, he got put to sleep
i got the head from this b+tch and went straight to sleep
i’m mad my b+tch ain’t cook nothin’, i ain’t got nothin’ to eat
n+ggas treat the money like it’s nothin’, that sh+t somethin’ to me
i’m out in cali buyin’ ‘bows, i used to buy beats
i got the drop on your crib like uber eats
f+ck a b+tch every other day, i gotta change my sheets
my lil’ n+gga make diss songs and got rich off beef
i just bought a whole lot of ‘bows, i’m finna break it down
i let my lil’ cousin run the spot when i’m out of town
dog got hit with a tec ’cause he so d+mn foul
you see a flash or a red dot, you better hit the ground
i’m finna book an airbnb, only freaks allowed
the police pulled me over, asked me why my weed so loud
that n+gga snitched on his mans like nino brown
i’m the king of sh+t+talkin’, i don’t need no crown
dog got smacked the f+ck up for talkin’ down
f+cked the b+tch, made her p+ssy squirt, i need a towel
b+tch sucked the d+ck sloppy, i need a towel
n+gga want beef, i eat steaks, i be k!llin’ cows
i be pourin’ fours in my pop when i’m feelin’ down
bro seen the opps from the stage, almost shot the crowd
n+ggas rap on gramz type beats, tryna steal the sound
they ain’t seen dog in a week, he in the lost and found
madman put hands on n+ggas, he’ll beat you down
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