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yung booke - race 6 mix lyrics

f-ck a opp i’ll say it in his face
but he want have no face he get hit wit tha k
scared of smoke joined tha church be like ma$e
bet posters took off but them suckers in my way
i’m only here for one night i can’t stay
she wanted houston bought that b-tch chick fila
if i let my youngings loose n-body’s safe
we just need a couple mill then we straight
don’t try tha take boy you must not know i’m packed
catch you lacking when you adding we subtracting
how you a shooter but you ain’t never got your weapon
dressed in bape i got harambe on my jacket
i want paper now before i throw away what i should’ve
throwed what’d name same he gang nem but i don’t f-ck
wit bro
sippin drank countin ben franks till my fingers swole
say you trap your phone ain’t beating i think your ringer
broke
free lil tay-k mad & lil beno 2
play wit my gang i’m doin tha same sh-t what bowah did
spend some f-ck tha cap i’m tryna hit some
vvs whole diamonds got my wrist numb
you done tricked off ain’t no need to act that way
don’t act that way we just send yo -ss them back paids
you’s a flipper why security let you backstage
watch yo step lil bih my shoes costs a rack aid
you gon get door locked you better park vallet
his shots can get excited
ya that’s right a v–gr-
dumb sh-t we don’t run 0-27 we run sh-t
draco put them nuts on ya that’s what you call a drum stick
y6
ya brr brr
f-ck a wraith n-gg-
imma put 12 on a chase every time ha ha that’s that gang
sh-t that’s on boat 2 n-gg-
skrt skrt skrt skrt yea
now or never on tha way f-ck boy

- yung booke lyrics

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