lirik lagu small fry – ysr gramz
[intro]
(thank you, girl, that is so sweet)
thank you, b*tch
(and i was just playin’, i was just playin’, man, be for real)
ah, sh*t, i was just playin’, no, thank you, ho
[chorus]
a n*gga play with me, i bet a n*gga die (die)
b*tch can’t get sh*t from me but a small fry
three*five in this backwood got us all high (f*ck)
a n*gga ran off with a bag, got him hogtied (fap, fap, fap)
a n*gga mentioned gabe in a song and his dog died (fap, fap, fap)
he think he gettin’ off, his bankroll full of all fives (f*ck n*gga)
told the b*tch if she set him up, she get a small prize (she get a small prize)
need another load of them ‘zas, i’m finna call ty
[verse]
b*tch asked me what my chain say, it say ysr (yung sak runner)
got my gun on me right now, ain’t gotta run to car (nope)
i know this lil’ b*tch a real b*tch, but she a ho at heart (facts)
this lil’ b*tch said she gon’ f*ck if i punch her carts (facts)
beat a n*gga ass and pop him up like stomp the yard (fap, fap, fap)
n*ggas really out here stealin’ scats, you better hide the car (fap, fap, fap)
n*gga tried to slide down in l, put that b*tch in park (fap, fap, fap)
you can’t be real nowadays, they take it to the heart (can’t be real with n*ggas)
could show you how to break this b*tch down and take this b*tch apart (throw it out)
we in a fast*ass whip, this b*tch push to start
she got a cheap bbl why her b*tt so hard (what the f*ck?)
green lean got me goin’ to sleep like i took a bar (nah)
i know a white boy grow weed, he do martial arts (kick your ass)
you buy bullsh*t weed, you gotta go to jars (you gotta go to jars)
my n*gga shoot sh*t, back then, he used to break in cars (he used to break in sh*t)
so much dog sh*t on me, i need to chnage my drawers
she ain’t givin’ real head if she don’t get the b*lls (if she don’t get the b*lls)
they gave my n*gga ten years, he was breakin’ laws (he was breakin’ laws)
he got hit with a drac’, thought he was takin’ off (fap)
haha, b*tch, you ain’t goin’ nowhere (nope)
finna take this b*tch to popeyes, she think we goin’ somewhere (we ain’t goin’ nowhere)
i gotta buy some new drip, i ain’t got sh*t to wear (i ain’t got sh*t to wear)
i was finna eat her p*ssy, it got too much hair
last year, i spent a hundred, i ain’t even care
[chorus]
a n*gga play with me, i bet a n*gga die
b*tch can’t get sh*t from me but a small fry
three*five in this backwood got us all high
a n*gga ran off with a bag, got him hogtied
a n*gga mentioned gabe in a song and his dog died
he think he gettin’ off, his bankroll full of all fives
told the b*tch if she set him up, she get a small prize
need another load of them ‘zas, i’m finna call ty
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