yvngxchris – kyrie irving lyrics
[intro: yvngxchris]
got a white plug and that n+gga named johnny
my choppa sl+tty, it’s gon’ f+ck anybody
b+tch, i’m with the gang, posted with my [?]
i’m swingin’ my thing, like i took a [?]
and that boy talkin’ crazy, put him on the list
i’m not flexin’, my n+gga, i stay with these bl!cks
i’m not flexin’, my n+gga, i stay with this b+tch
you a lil’ ass jit, can’t pay for not stick
[verse 1: yvngxchris]
brand new srt, i’m swervin’
she bad as a b+tch, but look better in person
that glock finna f+ck ’em, now he not a virgin
b+tch, i’m finna cross a n+gga, kyrie irving
i’m slimin’ these n+ggas, no cap, i’m persian
and that boy try to slide on yvngxchris, it won’t work
i’ma slide to the telly and f+ck on a thottie
and that boy tried to run, then i pulled out the shotty
got a white plug and that n+gga named johnny
my choppa sl+tty, it’s gon’ f+ck anybody
b+tch, i’m with the gang, posted with my [?]
i’m swingin’ my thing, like i took a [?]
and that boy talkin’ crazy, put him on the list
i’m not flexin’, my n+gga, i stay with these bl!cks
i’m not flexin’, my n+gga, i stay with this b+tch
you a lil’ ass jit, can’t pay for not stick
[verse 2: thrxsh]
she tryna f+ck whеn i walk in the party
i’m slimin’ these n+ggas, i nеver say sorry
i’m f+ckin’ yo’ b+tch, tweakin’ off a molly
that boy talkin’ down, hit his ass with the glock
we gon’ pull up on him, leave his ass in a jam
yeah, i’m tryna f+ck this lil’ b+tch on the cam
i got a white shooter, that n+gga name sam
walk in the party, they know who i am
it’s christian dior on my body
glock with a d+ck, it’ll f+ck anybody
i walk in this b+tch and i’m smokin’ exotic
i’m f+ckin’ your b+tch when i switch she a thottie
if you want the smoke, we ain’t sendin’ no diss
and we in the field, n+ggas sendin’ them blitz
i’m knockin’ ’em off if you f+ck with yvngxchris
these n+ggas be cappin’, i know he a b+tch
b+tch we never lackin’, we stay with the stick
[verse 3: geno w.i.p.]
you a lil’ ass chick, can’t afford a glock
feel like carti, keep it all in my sock
armstrong how i’m moving these rocks
he ain’t hard, it’s just the way that you talk
choppa my pet how that b+tch get to barkin’
slide on your block, it look like we was parkin’
choppa paint you, oh i feel like an artist
drop the addy, we gon’ raid his apartment
pick your poison, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout ivy
ballin’ on these n+ggas, i feel like kyrie
b+tch, i’m coolin’, give a f+ck if you like me
why he typin’ if he ain’t finna fight me?
[verse 4: yung dastard]
bro, you is soft, [?]
[?] get the f+ck out my way
i might just go and k!ll me a n+gga, get paid
you be facetiming shawty while i’m f+ckin’ her face
i might dive in that p+ssy, trey songz
i can’t f+ck with y’all n+ggas, ain’t none of y’all [?]
and what’s up with y’all n+ggas if you got a problem?
if a n+gga can slide because i got it on me
yeah, my choppa [?]
out the options, my n+gga, you dead and you know it
my glock is a thot, she get fingered while blowin’
p+ssy n+ggas be hatin’, but you just a fan
and yung dastard that n+gga, the man with the plan
p+ssy ass n+gga get [?] like i play for the band
[?] put that b+tch right to sleep, like a xan
[?] like we runnin’ a trend
[outro]
gang, uh, uh, yeah, gang
uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, gang, huh
yeah, ayy, go back
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