milwaukee flow - ysr gramz lyrics
[intro]
(alright, now i know you’re angry)
[chorus]
free bro out that b*tch, he the boogieman
bro just popped two percocets and did a perky dance
i got so many pounds, i’m the turkey man
they hit his ass with that glock, he did the jordan stance
bro, these purple jeans, not jordan craig
a n*gga play with ysr, then it’s off with heads
b*tch, i ain’t tryna cuff you, i want tail and head
i’m a yung sak runner, b*tch, i’m ’bout my bread
[verse 1]
like he drunk flint water, he got filled with lead
b*tch, i only sell weed, bro sellin’ heads
kd did so many scams, he went to the feds
told my n*gga, “stop drinkin’ green, you gon’ go to bed”
when we chillin’ on the block, we got so many choppеrs
bro, put your gun up, there go a helicoptеr
you be talkin’ down to hoes, you a c*ck*blocker
we put a switch on that b*tch, this a glock chopper
three lines of that trish got my pop darker
my n*gga said his opps ain’t on sh*t, his old opps harder
i can get a n*gga picked off, i’m a shot caller
i’m a whole pitbull, so i gotta dog her
broke*ass n*gga, you a cheap ass
unc’ smoked so much dope, he need rehab
i ain’t even f*ck that lil’ b*tch, she got teabagged
i know a fiend from the south look like steve nash
[chorus]
free bro out that b*tch, he the boogieman
bro just popped two percocets and did a perky dance
i got so many pounds, i’m the turkey man
they hit his ass with that glock, he did the jordan stance
bro, these purple jeans, not jordan craig
a n*gga play with ysr, then it’s off with heads
b*tch, i ain’t tryna cuff you, i want tail and head
i’m a yung sak runner, b*tch, i’m ’bout my bread
[verse 2]
i asked bro do he want a bag? he said, “h*ll yeah”
he got a bag, but he always broke, i guess he sell bread
they hit his ass in his head, he got red dreads
i’m finna drive to the south and serve ed and edd
[chorus]
free bro out that b*tch, he the boogieman
bro just popped two percocets and did a perky dance
i got so many pounds, i’m the turkey man
they hit his ass with that glock, he did the jordan stance
bro, these purple jeans, not jordan craig
a n*gga play with ysr, then it’s off with heads
b*tch, i ain’t tryna cuff you, i want tail and head
i’m a yung sak runner, b*tch, i’m ’bout my bread
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