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ghostface - ypk.abe lyrics

[verse 1]
everyday i’m making money
on this grind everyday
hundred round this b*tch like okay
i’m touching pape
we ain’t never going broke
b*tch that sh*t getting old

[verse 2]
n*gga steady talking sh*t
yea i guess he getting bold
treat these n*ggas like some slaves
swear to god they getting sold
n*ggas always on the gram
talking sh*t’ll get him gon
buddy ass steady talking
copy and paste he my clone

[chorus]
yea n*ggas is f*cking copy and paste
n*ggas is my f*cking clones

[verse 3]
when i see your b*tch she’s always
got me gone i’m kinda on
i pop around this n*gga block
i told his ass to turn around
he turned around we dump the whole clip
we let a hundred rounds
when the opps drop the low
b*tch we pulling less then 5ive
call me ghost for a reason b*tch i’m never
being seen
when i’m off of that lil perk i’m in the sky
like a plane
i told those n*ggas stop that sh*t
they thought my ass was f*cking playing
and when i’m rapping all these n*ggas
asking me what i’m saying
[chorus 2]
b*tch i’m speaking english you just dumb n*gga
like yus f*cking stupid……b*tch

[verse 4]
yea i’m in the trackhawk with my lil bodies ye
you know we rapping
n*ggas talking heavy like they got some bars you know
they capping
that n*gga soft he like micheal b jordan b*tch you know
he acting
he grew some b*lls he tried to talk about my b*tch
i had to smack him
we treat him like some f*cking paper
yea you know his ass gon fold
them n*ggas had me in the room
i swear to god i never told
lil b*tch i pull up with the glocky n*gga
know i run his pocket
i’m in this b*tch with a rocket n*ggas know i’m finna
blow
i f*cked his b*tch now this lil n*gga mad
about a hoe
i bring the switch it don’t even know where the f*ck
to go
man you a b*tch you the type of n*gga crash
about a hoe
man you like drake you the type of n*gga
stealing n*ggas flows
i feel like future i’m the type of n*gga
f*ck a n*gga hoe
[outro]
bend a big b*tch over told her ass
shake her ass
you a good lil n*gga i’m the n*gga skipping class
i smack a f*ck n*gga if he try to take my glass
why my choppa keep on itching
yea this shut like a rash
n*gga ass hears that boom
yea he know that’s that blast
never let a n*gga touch that f*cking lean in my glass
swear to god if i drive my aunty car i’d crash
big body ass whip n*gga
sh*t like a h*llcat (f*ck it’s like a trackhawk)
n*gga

- ypk abe lyrics

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