lirik lagu cb4 – ysr gramz & j1hunnit
[intro: j1hunnit]
(god bless the scammers)
(dodbh)
1hunnit
[verse 1: j1hunnit & ysr gramz]
huh, i get clean dope, but i give the fiends soap
we buyin’ back the block, they callin’ me the hood hope
n*ggas older than i am callin’ me they big bro
i ain’t hit his bm yet, but i think i should, though
[?][0:23] like ricky steamboat
it ain’t even cold outside, but i come marni pea coat
crossed the line, we popped his ass two times, that’s a free throw
feel like future, i checked my dm and found a freak ho
read the room, you n*ggas ain’t that tough, you gotta peep, though
run the ‘partments program like thе carter, i ain’t nino
keep the doggy at my sister housе, i feel like lilo
i got blues on me like stitch and you lil’ n*ggas p*ss poor (yung sak runner)
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
all*black glock in my hand, i got on black forces
he ain’t never sold sh*t, he be lyin’ ’bout his rap story
i can’t give a b*tch my hard*earned money, i had to trap for it
don’t give a f*ck if i bought it for the low, i’ma tax for it
he don’t f*ck with iphones, he doin’ scams off an android
on the stage, n*gga reach for my chain, i’ma slam boy (sh*t)
you be givin’ b*tches all your money, you a ham, boy
this guy plastic, it don’t look like it’s real, but it’s not no toy
i ain’t showin’ love on the sh*t unless you buy four
in the ‘jects with my project babies, they be throwin’ fours
real n*gga, told bro, “whatever mines, then you know it’s yours”
racin’ to the west, i got a play out in pineshore
[verse 3: j1hunnit]
game warden hunting rifle on me, i could snipe a boar
he shackin’ with his moms, before he leave, he gotta do some shores
gramz popped him in his apple and i seen the core
cook the dope up ocky way, i tell ’em, “yeah, for sure”
i need a band for this pint, i’m finna pour some more
i think i get electrolytes from it like pediasure
word on the streets is you a cop, it’s wikipedia source
threw some sugar cubes in my engine, i’m just feedin’ the horses
[verse 4: ysr gramz]
a lot of these rap n*ggas like cb4
i ain’t gon’ stop shootin’ ’til that lil’ n*gga hit the floor
shoot up they whole tour bus and stop they tour
they caught me with a couple p’s on me, but i lied in court
dropped a three in my pop, i forgot about the night before
put a three*five in this backwood, i’m on my high horse
bro ridin’ under the five, he a vice lord
i just ran out of exotic*ass weed, i gotta buy more
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