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two23 - yung bleu lyrics

[intro]
(this sh*t gon’ be crazy, jacc)
(al geno on the track)

[verse 1]
we back to back, two baby gats, a lot of racks up in the wind
hide and seek, .223, hop out the tree and let it spray
i was taught to get respect by any means, i caught the way
i’m the first to shoot this b*tch and i won’t let you get away

[chorus]
got the hip monster, send you to the hip doctor
my n*ggas do pop*ups, we move like a true mobster
you see my wrist lock up and my wrist lock up
r.i.p. to every n*gga crossed us
she gon’ suck my d*ck for a new chanel chinchilla
i don’t want no pics, you can’t kick it with a rich n*gga
ain’t tryna hear sh*t if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout six figure
ain’t tryna hear sh*t if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout six figure

[bridge]
gotta watch your people
and this world full of evil

[verse 2]
it’s a whole lot of people count on me
so you know how i gotta keep that firе on me
i caught a charge in new york, it’s pеndin’
and i don’t even know how much i’m spendin’
and i don’t even know how much we winnin’
but i know we winnin’ and i’m steady grinnin’
i talked to bro today, be back in lockup
and i can’t even do another pop*up
he was in the halfway house
that n*gga was halfway out
but it just ain’t panned out
and i done fought so many demons
time for the angels to start intervenin’
steady dreamin’
[bridge]
and i want moms to feel this sh*t, yeah, yeah

- yung bleu lyrics

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