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[Intro: YSR Gramz] (Enrgy made this one) Did he really make this? [Verse 1: YSR Gramz] Damn, it's like five in the morning I made five in my sleep, you niggas still yawning Been done shot this bitch up while a nigga performing We finna hit California, then we goin' to Georgia I kept that big bitch ridin' with me like that nigga Norbit I'll leave holes in your body size of a quarter High as hell in this bitch, bro, where is the water? Bro swiped in every damn state, he go across the border A nigga diss me, I ain't Biggie, ain't givin' out warnings I ain't pay my ticket in Ohio, they gave me a warrant Twenty-three in this clip, I call this bitch Jordan Bro put his bitch out the stu' 'cause the bitch was boring Told her shut the fuck up while a nigga recording I got a drive-thru on my block, we'll take your order I made fifty thousand on this block, I feel like Rich Porter She just sucked me and fucked bro, man, this bitch horrible So many diamonds in my chain, man, them bitches adorable I know you got a lil' money, well, bitch, I got more than you You cannot take one pill, take more than two I just hit this bitch at 8 AM, this my morning boo Police really tryna ask me questions, I don't have a clue This nigga Kidd mad as hell 'cause he ain't got no juice This FN stuck to me like it played in glue A nigga play with my niggas, we gon' rain on you, drrt [Interlude: YSR Gramz & Detwan Love] Drrt, drrt, drrt Like (Yeah) Drrt, drrt (Slatt), drrt Bitch (Okay) [Verse 2: Detwan Love] Okay, my nigga out here— yeah Okay, my nigga out here fuckin' all these hoes and they don't know he bold I caught a case with a nigga, it's fucked up he told I ran out of bullets, so I hit him with the back of the stapler You'd probably change on your niggas for some lil' paper I ain't worried 'bout no nigga who be smokin' vapors My bitch told me to try somethin' new, I think I'm finna rape her Choke my bitch up in Walmart like The Undertaker I'll run off with a bag, I'm a risk-taker [Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd] (Yeah, I'm a risk-taker) Went to the opp funeral and ate three plates Your bitch make Ro-Tel, at mine, she just cook steak I ain't no handyman, but I'm finna pain I ain't gon' lie, these the same drawers I had on yesterday Made 20K in these, I ain't tryna change I'm shinin' like a star 'cause I got on all kinda chains Ham me? That's like lettin' anybody do my braids Snuck a knife in the club, yeah, I think I'm Blade In the club with a knife, yeah, I'm just like Blade Them glasses don't fit your shit, boy, them not your shades Better not put shit on Gabe 'cause you is not with gang Don't say shit to me or we tearin' the club up My niggas with me play dumb, they don't know no stuff I know niggas like you, you a ham, you some lunch Nigga tried to rush me and I fucked around and got him punched [Outro: KrispyLife Kidd] Ahh Dumbass, dumbass, dumbass Dumbass, dumbass Ahh, dumbass