Stephen A

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[Intro] (Ooh, Sav killed it) [Chorus] You always talkin' down on niggas, you like Stephen A You don't pay shit for that crib, you on Section 8 I don't wear skinny jeans, I can tuck a Drac' I heard an opp got dropped, I'm finna stuff an eighth Playin' four-five-six, I'm tryna break the bank You got a fake watch on, you should break the face You ain't never left Flint, I been to fifty states I was broke as hell, now I pay six hundred for a steak [Verse] I bet a band, I hit my point, I'm finna throw an eight I got shooters on my team like I'm Golden State Ain't had no L's on that road, shit, I rode with faith I'm finna grow a farm like that nigga Jake I always blow a zip when I wake and bake You just now touchin' bands, nigga, you super late That's bullshit in your 'Woods, you rolled a gram of shake Whitе bitch say YSR Gramz the great My nigga wanna shoot evеrybody, he think it's GTA I don't fuck with broke hoes, I'm Broke Bitch Kay If her pussy hit good, I'ma call her bae They mad at them Yung Sak Runners 'cause them niggas can't We just poured a six in a pop, feel like I'm finna faint You gotta watch the niggas you grew up with, it's a trippy world Me and YN Jay in the hotel with like fifty girls Long live Taz, GabeGang, nigga, SkinoWorld [Chorus] You always talkin' down on niggas, you like Stephen A You don't pay shit for that crib, you on Section 8 I don't wear skinny jeans, I can tuck a Drac' I heard an opp got dropped, I'm finna stuff an eighth Playin' four-five-six, I'm tryna break the bank You got a fake watch on, you should break the face You ain't never left Flint, I been to fifty states I was broke as hell, now I pay six hundred for a steak
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- YSR Gramz