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ysr gramz & rmc mike - headquarters lyrics

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i’m in the booth right now, i’m drinking feegy water
bitch tryna fuck, so i’m finna put wee wee on her
nigga got shot, you would’ve thought i put t.c. on him
no, scratch that, i should’ve put that nigga p.p. on him

[verse 2: rmc mike]
damn, that nigga caught 80 shots, like [?]
niggas really broke as hell, they had twelve moments
i’m [?] arguing with my bitch, so i wailed on her
cuz call me with a chicken, i need a leg quarter

[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you gotta do it by yourself, you won’t tell on you
i told mike meet me up in beacher, this the headquarters
keep my heat tucked by my dick, this a legwarmer
my grannie asked me what’s in my cup? this some red water

[verse 4: rmc mike]
groupie bitch asked to suck my dick, i made her bеg for it
hey gramz, i bet i bet hеr pussy good, look at the legs on her
you right, [?] flipped the bed on her
she had [?] i took red from her

[verse 5: ysr gramz]
cashap me, i got ps5’s for sail, and they fell for it
[?] your bitch on your bed, and we damn near fell through it
fed said he like my music, he count sails to it
damn, do i really want the head or the tail from her?
[verse 6: rmc mike]
that nigga ain’t [?] shit, he got a stail jumper
bought my bitch them new chanel slides at 1200
i just drunk a six, but i still got a twelve coming
if it go down, i know that nigga gramz ain’t gon’ tell nothing

[verse 7: ysr gramz]
smelling like money on the water, got the waves jumping
i’ll whip this ak out, i bet you’ll ran from it
oops, i think i mean run
that bitch was shooting like brrr, that’s a machine gun

[verse 8: rmc mike]
in the bitch crib, i had to leave, she had [?]
plug hit me with a fastball, [?]
i can quit the lean any day, i don’t need syrup
selling dope, but i don’t need to sell, i have a fiend serving

[verse 9: ysr gramz]
high as hell, rapping off the head, i don’t read words
itch think i’m mad ’cause she left, i don’t need her
when my son get here, i’ma tell him say the b word

[verse 10: rmc mike]
bitch
that’s what you talking ’bout?
i already caught one to the head, while he was walking out
[?] keep that nigga there, i’m finna stall him out
niggas think they rap better than me, but won’t call me out
[verse 11: ysr gramz]
you got exotic boes in, nigga, call me now
nigga in a supercharged g track, [?] him down
i got some drank for the cheap, ’cause i talked him down
i gotta have the fnn with me when i’m walking round

- ysr gramz rmc mike lyrics

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