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​yvngxchris - ​only fans ! lyrics

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[intro]
hey, glumboy
where you at, yvngxchris?

[verse 1: yvngxchris]
i’m on the block with a ruger
that boy talkin’ crazy, i might have to do it
that christian dior n+gga, i’m lookin’ cooler
b+tch, i never lack and i stay with my shooter
she tryna finesse so i might have to shoot her
if you not givin’ neck then you catchin’ a uber
got another b+tch, she ’bout to slide to the crib
he slime gang so i’m wipin’ his lip
b+tch, i’m never lackin’, that glock in the whip
that dirty ass b+tch gave me top in the whip
you talkin’ that sh+t then my n+ggas on ten
that glock my b+tch, no, we not friends
“man, yvngxchris broke,” b+tch, i got bands
i keep the glock on me ’cause i never know but you won’t understand

[verse 2: thrxsh]
i keep the glock and the ruger tucked
walk in the party, i think i’ma shoot it up
keep poppin’ the molly, i know that bi’h zooted up
we gettin’ money, that sh+t is not new to us
hop in the mase’, don’t f+ck with a school bus
d+mn, she gave me top in the drop
i put a beam and a scope on the chop’
i put a beam and a scope on the opps
we slimin’ his block and he callin’ the cops
he play with the gang, i put him on fox
b+tch, give me that brain, i’m not tryna talk
d+mn, they be like, “that’s where you been at”
oh, that’s your b+tch? my n+gga, i been in that
i do not beef with no n+ggas on internet
if he talkin’ money, my n+gga, i’m into that
[verse 3: vi$ion]
slimin’ a n+gga, b+tch, i’m really into that
ran off with his pack and i told him, “come get it back”
(pew) hunnid+round drum at his fendi cap
robbin’ the plug, i told his ass, “gimme that”
shoutout my buzzer, he stay in the a
you don’t wanna die? then son, stay away
told that lil’ thottie, “b+tch, gimme some sp+ce”
i got to go b+tch, is you givin’ me face?
they thought i was buggin’ when i was thirteen and i bought a new piece
that b+tch want my d+ck when i pull out the breesh
i ain’t lovin’ no ho, i ain’t wifin’ no treesh
lovin’ this money, i’m cuffin’ the green
my n+ggas slime and my n+ggas be grinchin’
he diss on the ‘gram, he just want attention
uh, school on the opps, scottie pippen
that n+gga so mad, we passin’ his missus



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