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yung mal - str8 out the pyrex lyrics

[intro]
zone 6 n+gga, pyrex whippa
pyre

[chorus]
yea
straight out the pyrex, but this money is making me c+cky
rocking versace shades with my haters they block them
ride through my hood bring on i drive through this topless
silent for life never talked to no coppers
charge me like rapper watch out how fast i pop him
said “f+ck the rollie” went bought some choppas
no i didn’t f+ck her she just gave me top
when i talk about money they switch up the topic
count up this fifty ion’t smoke on no broccoli
lil hoe she petty i f+cked then i blocked her
pints of the lean like i f+ck with the doctor
we get the choppa now awesome we drop him
can’t go out like watch you m+call him
aim at yo face you did glock like chris paul
bro got a iphone lock behind walls

[verse]
he show a shank every time he call
he said is knifeless blood on the wall
they gave him life
he said his b+tch ain’t even send out a kite
says whole cl!ck chain they ain’t rocking with right
never thought i would get rich off mic
5 racks on my fit and i don’t wear it twice
i still pull in my hood shoe dice
b+tch i’m a boss and it came with a price
the ones that you love be the one turn shyest
please don’t play in this club cause my young n+gga psychic
we got assault riffles, yea
fire your sh+t like a lighter
they tryn’ ride on my wave tighter
pop me a perc i get higher
straight out the dirt had to make momma prouder
now my whole family got dollars

- yung mal lyrics

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