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lirik lagu two – ynw bortlen

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[intro]
(12hunna on the beat)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
free melly, b*tch (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

[chorus]
two hundred rounds on a florida spinner (huh, baow)
we ’bout to freak out on a n*gga
thirty round fifty ’round hundred round n*ggas
you better be p*ssy, we hit ya
i hate ain’t with the talkin’, f*ck all the arguin’
too many shots for a n*gga, better go figure
i been creep, n*gga pretendin’
ap or carbine? i don’t know what to choose
slime say, “give me the blues’
lil’ brother, we arguin’, we misunderstood
[?] rock how you smilin’, d*ck in your b*tch
save you? h*ll, nah
b*tch, you gotta go away, b*tch you gotta lay with ’em

[verse 1]
and, free lil mеlly out the whole
i’m fresh out, so i hoppеd out to a bustdown rollie
b*tch*ass n*gga, uh
a b*tch*ass n*gga know what it is with lil’ bro
oh, he know what it is, lil bort
huh, i bet ya i come with a torch
b*tch, i been jumped off the porch
huh, i been on my a sh*t, that slime sh*t
you won’t say no, “why?” jit
when it go down, you goin’ cry, jit
all you gotta do is stay solid
all you gotta know is keep faith
stay down, all hundreds blue
[?]
f*ck all the talkin’, jit, yeah, i’m from the g, lil’ b*tch
huh, [?]
we [?]
okay, lil’ n*gga be talkin’ [?]
thrity round on a motherf*ckin’ glock 19 and the 17
[chorus]
two hundred rounds on a florida spinner (huh, baow)
we ’bout to freak out on a n*gga
thirty round fifty ’round hundred round n*ggas
you better be p*ssy, we hit ya
i hate ain’t with the talkin’, f*ck all the arguin’
too many shots for a n*gga, better go figure
i been creep, n*gga pretendin’
ap or carbine? i don’t know what to choose
slime say, “give me the blues’
lil’ brother, we arguin’, we misunderstood
[?] rock how you smilin’, d*ck in your b*tch
save you? h*ll, nah
b*tch, you gotta go away, b*tch you gotta lay with ’em

[verse 2]
smoke with me, spin ’bout me
gonna walk you down ’bout me
i heard a few of lot of you n*ggas hate me
but, b*tch, i’m hoppin’ out aston martin
flawless diamonds on rolex
shawty say she wan’ s*x me
ain’t doin’ no flaw sh*t, you gotta f*ck me in the a, baby
they tryna spray me (oh, h*ll, nah)
they tryna trade me on some honor sh*t, i always be a solid jit
in the field sh*t, [?] see me to the cell, jit
can’t tell on [?], go and check my ig
n*ggas really p*ssy, gettin’ slatt down on live, g
you n*ggas really on some other sh*t, what the f*ck goin’ on?
how you talkin’? you livin’ on your ass, you really ain’t on
p*ssy*ass n*gga, you broke as h*ll, b*tch, you act concerned
[chorus]
two hundred rounds on a florida spinner (huh, baow)
we ’bout to freak out on a n*gga
thirty round fifty ’round hundred round n*ggas
you better be p*ssy, we hit ya
i hate ain’t with the talkin’, f*ck all the arguin’
too many shots for a n*gga, better go figure
i been creep, n*gga pretendin’
ap or carbine? i don’t know what to choose
slime say, “give me the blues’
lil’ brother, we arguin’, we misunderstood
[?] rock how you smilin’, d*ck in your b*tch
save you? h*ll, nah
b*tch, you gotta go away, b*tch you gotta lay with ’em

[outro]
b*tch you gotta lay with ’em
b*tch you gotta lay with ’em
b*tch you gotta lay with ’em

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