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nyc w1th lyg‘-’ - ealuhri lyrics

[chorus]
lyg (gang), the young n*ggas in nyc (lil yo gang)
can’t bring the b*l*ade, bring heat this time, gang
at the studio where 2pac got shot at, gang
’bout lil yo, have my boots at your door, man (lil yo gang)
and there blood on ’em but i ain’t dryin’ ’em off
hand chop had his brain like applesauce on the floor, gang
totin’ double g*lock, stopped slangin’ the drac’, we stars
but he went on a date with guitar, take it your block, finger f*ck it, squirt it
double x in the black truck checkin’ his bank account
same time we’re just countin’ up dogsh*t
kickflip on that block with the wood like, “gnarly”
adventure time, my brother, he gumball, i’m darwin

[verse]
lil’ thot, she scarred me then i went scarface, “say h*llo, my friend” (bratt)
i just pulled up with tommy gun—flrrt, fully
cooling kit but this b*tch got explosive bullets, balance
when that boy pull out the stick he got talent, he a mob, military
and my brother, he slimier than gary, but he don’t f*ck with sh*t like squidward
and your bm want nut like sandy
who live in a pineapple under the sea? your brother if he play with lil yo gang
two racks on jeans with squirrel on the pants
i was on block like a fire*hydrant (gang), used to wan’ be a firefighter (gang)
guess it all worked out ’cause i’ll wet up a block if you play with my brother (ydouble)
who is the young n*ggas creepin’ with kutta? lil yo gang
buck on the drill, he hear, “blrrt” and “bang”
fully stick bis*xual, it go both ways, a opp might just die playin’ with this sh*t
in the booth and i got pinkeye in my pocket, pink, and the coupe pink panther
my ho emo, wear oversized clothes, adam sandler
she get smackdown raw, not the one from the wrestlin’
pull a gta now we’re on a chase, had to call lester, lyg in the bp
these n*ggas p*ssy, they gotta get high to go crash, that long live kobe and gigi, no disrespect
i got a whole bunch of money with the b*tton*up vest
i got two red head b*tches in a lab coat and they in the trap house, i feel like johny test (wait up, my dawg)
wait up, my dawg, he just wan’ spin the block, give him props
hit that gas on the track’, make the law do they job
clap the stick, smoke came out the barrel, it’s fall
on this block, where i’m from you’ll get robbed
if you don’t shop a gram, ha, boy, take your ass over there
come back to the trap when you want you a piece of my new sh*t
my cougar ho want me to f*ck her and her friend, obviously
free the bros out the pen, i be scared to go bowling
lil yo gang dropped the lo’ for five*hundred, they noticed
spin your block then you get a bankroll like, “hold this”
fake as f*ck, on lil yo gang you buck as f*ck
.300 blackout like the black truck, tryna chill ’round the b*tch, she act tough
i don’t know if i’m future, i won’t take my mask off, i’ll mask up, lil yo gang
[chorus]
lyg (gang), the young n*ggas in nyc (lil yo gang)
can’t bring the b*l*ade, bring heat this time, gang
at the studio where 2pac got shot at, gang
’bout lil yo, have my boots at your door, man (lil yo gang)
and there blood on ’em but i ain’t dryin’ ’em off
hand chop had his brain like applesauce on the floor, gang
totin’ double g*lock, stopped slangin’ the drac’, we stars
but he went on a date with guitar, take it your block, finger f*ck it, squirt it
double x in the black truck checkin’ his bank account
same time we’re just countin’ up dogsh*t
kickflip on that block with the wood like, “gnarly”
adventure time, my brother, he gumball, i’m darwin, lil yo gang

- ealuhri lyrics

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