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h20 - yungblaket lyrics

[verse]:
this trapping sh*t, it’s been a habit for a minute
i been trying to stack the pape’, b*tch, that’s all i want for christmas
my b*tch mad that i’m cooking with ky, we’re doing dishes
dre said when he putting on the ski, he feeling menace
why this b*tch trying to go back and forth, this ain’t tennis
put the money in the blender, ’cause these [] watching fingers
[] f*ckin’ with the feds, better watch who listen
‘member sleeping with no bed, momma’ really on a mission

[verse 2]:
yea
don’t get started with me, you know imma tweak out
tow*mater days, hotboxing with my feet out
i was finna’ send the plug the cheese but he keep reaching out
know a couple b*tches f*ckin’ the gang, i won’t speak too loud
these ho’s for the streets and you know it
tsb high as f*ck, man, he steady’ trying to roll sh*t
d*mn, f*ckin’ with my shoulder too much, d*mn near broke it
i was finna try to cuff her but she steady on that ho’ sh*t
why this [] trying to act out for the b*tches with no motion
can’t do it for these for these ho’s ’cause you know they steady goin’
my brother mixed the ‘shrooms with the weed, now he floatin’
told [] “get the f*ck off the beat”, they ain’t flowing
motherf*ckers steady plottin’ sh*t when they don’t even know it
so you better watch your surrounding
my [] ray went from zips to the ounces

- yungblaket lyrics

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