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yungblaket - in the ground lyrics

(verse 1):
please don’t bring your ho around in public, i’m like usher wit’ it
got the glock, and they finna chase you, but you running wit’ it
broke as h+ll tryna get some money, go and f+ckin’ get it
g+man said he tryna f+ck, and i bet she fidget, yea
this glock hot and ready, n+gga who gon’ kiss it?
yo’ b+tch f+ck and you claiming that you miss it
nun’ new, i ain’t finna wait, b+tch you trippin’
lied about some little sh+t, i told her she can’t kick it
slide, i’m just tryna catch a body, been a minute
out of breath smoking, i see his spirit
threw him on a shirt think i’m going on a visit
laced heard she tryna line me, that’s your limit

(verse 2):
sh+t’ll get you k!lled tryna play around
tryna swing, the glock will go and knock you out of bounds
mad as f+ck, 12 on my ass, i got a pound
said you finna k!ll me, lil’ n+gga how that sound?
acting weird cause’ the ho’s in the crowd
deaf when i walk through, i been smoking on loud
yea, i’m tryna put that lil n+gga in the ground
tsb high as f+ck, man my n+gga almost drowned, alright
swear the glock got a muscle in it; dre ah’ put a fat n+gga ass to sleep like why you tustle wit em’
she tryna link told her, “just a minute”
silly ho’ tryna fall in love with me, might have some trouble in it
caution cause’ your n+gga died, made his ass drop
happy in the club, they done caught the last opp
mad as f+ck in the crib, i let the bag drop
speaking on the net like you on, alright, speaking on the net like you on it but yo’ ass not

- yungblaket lyrics

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