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ysren - 4 months lyrics

[intro: lil charcole and some dude named paul]
demi come back
demi come back
-demi is black
demi is black
blacks in the back
-woah woah woah woah, gang gang crip n-gga, gang sh-t n-gga, uh rip lil peep n-gga, gang n-gga
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[verse 1: lil charger]
my b-ss is hard like i’m trombone
i am a dog i dig up dope
you think you hard i f-cked your hoe
when police pull up charcole go
el charcole gon stack up his k
got white b-tches like i snort c0ke
i f-cked a princess got the throat
we only 13 rocking gold

[verse 2: ysren]
hey its nice to meet you, how the f-ck you been
f-cked a cuban b-tch, cuban on my wrist
f-ck xans and lean but f-ck staying clean
not a virgin wasn’t even a teen
sorry can’t hear you my weed is too loud
bird or a plane, can’t see through the clouds
money turns to good times, i love my ganja
kiss that hoe goodbye like hasta manana

[verse 3: lil j cole]
i’m a sad lil n-gga cut my wrist up, get up
i’m a big dog you a f-ckin’ lil pup
i don’t need no f-ckin’ thot, just use p-rnhub
i just want you for your body i don’t need love

[verse 4: ysren]
like lil charcole said i don’t need love
f-ck all that, rather have sativa
cutting hoes off but you tryna keep em
not ’bout to catch charges, ima weave em
skating rink, said she like me in a corner
fingers in her thighs, call me an explorer
i know she love me cause her legs getting warmer, warmer
pull up with the brothers no warner

[verse 6: lil charlotte]
if a n-gga want smoke meet me in a corner
lil charcole getting hard like my b-n-r
b-tch, i’m moses in the p-ssy crossing over
your b-tch want my money so lil charcole he just sold her
told that b-tch suck my d-ck, yeah i told her
told her shut the f-ck up always saying that her throat hurt
n-gga think he lucky charcole show him that his luck out
n-gga think he crip, ima show him what that life ’bout
shooting kids inside of the p-ssy like its columbine
your b-tch calling on my phone i just hit decline
you say lil charcole is a p-ssy, i get mine
pull up to the spot ysren taking lives

[verse 7: ysren]
i shoot my shot good so i am not d rose
your b-tch was my first kiss and it was v-g-n-l
and f-ck a virginity and a juvy sentence
don’t put chains on my wrist but i am used to it
universal b-tch i also make yens (p-ssy)
convince your chick and switch it to french like
laisser derriere lui des sentiments
je veux juste du corps et de l’argent
mm, gucci belt on her forehead
your auntie just called me gorgeous
your girls be giving me teasers
songs getting like by the teacher
boonk gang that base and i take that sh-t home
build up the trust in one day just like rome
i sweet talk and meet up yeah that’s a combo
this sh-t is so easy i got a cheat code

- ysren lyrics

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