- YSN Flow Want Beef? 3.0 歌詞
- YSN Flow
- Oh, yeah, Sam, that right here go hard
'Iceberg want a bag, bitch'
My brodie say he aint coppin no plea
He aint livin for shit, so he feelin like **** it
My niggas know that trap finna make us some money
I swear that my big brother love it
Packed the big body, we hop out the G Wagon thuggin
Everybody with me clutchin
Everybody who said I wouldnt be shit
Yall the reason I learned about bluffin
Cause these niggas cap, for real
Yo dog will fed you, then do some shit behind your back, for real
It was time I feel like I wouldnt make it
Man, I dont think bout goin back, for real
I aint been feelin the energy niggas been givin me
Im on my own shit
Tell my bitch to quit trippin, she hate when we argue
I tell her act like my old bitch
Pop two tens, Im on my zone, niggas keep callin and callin
Yall aint tryna talk about shit, I cant answer the phone
My bitch dont understand that I be thinkin that
Im doin right When Im doin her wrong
I was never taught and you gotta understand
Niggas be focused on bitches and rubbers
And never even popped a rubber band
We gon bully the bully Cause I need respect where I step
You try play with my top, thats a bet
We got hoes on the section and young niggas throwin up sets
Bitch, I dont reach for my chain, thats a threat
I guess money make broke niggas hate you
I heard that Im beefing with niggas that I aint even met
Hit up her phone when Im horny, she know what Im on
Cause she on same thing, ho, come give me some neck
Im with some dope dealers and some cold killers
You try play, then they get out they body
I can not go with her, she a gold digger
Kick her out, make her wait in the lobby
I-I-I want all my brothers to have more than me
I remember her adorin me, but I decline all her calls
So she got bored of me, I call her a throwaway
Roll up Runtz in the Wood, then I blow away
Stare at the ceilin, get lost in my thoughts
I dont think that this feelin gon go away
When it feel like you need to be heard
But you know that nobody hear you
And it feel out your body to talk somebody
So you dont even want people near you
I only know cause I been through it
But these niggas still tryna play like Im stupid
Aint no cap inside my rap, thats prolly why they love my music
We gon bully the bully Cause I need respect where I step
You try play with my top, thats a bet
We got hoes on the section and young niggas throwin up sets
Bitch, I dont reach for my chain, thats a threat
I guess money make broke niggas hate you
I heard that Im beefing with niggas that I aint even met
Hit up her phone when Im horny, she know what Im on
Cause she on same thing, ho, come give me some neck
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