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yvngxchris

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Green


[Intro:]
(Come fuck me, Supreme)

[yvngxchris:]
I get to the money, I get to the green
She sucking and fucking, that bitch for the team
Got a Glock in my hand and that bitch got a beam
I'ma slide on his block with a Glock 17
I'ma slide on his block with a Glock 22
And I'm posted with gang, bitch, you know how it do
And if I got to do it, you know I'ma shoot
Got a thottie, lil' bitch wanna ride in the coupe
Bitch, I'm balling out just like the league
Got a thottie, she sucking on me
Smoking gas and I'm off of the tree
On his block with that Glock 17
And I shut that lil' bitch like a door, yeah
No, I cannot fuck with no whore, yeah
And I'm ball on that bitch, like the court, yeah
She calling my phone, I ignore it, yeah
I shot that bitch, don't miss, okay
That bitch wan' fuck yvngxchris, okay
That bitch won't get a kiss, no way
I might bust down my wrist today
Bro, why this bitch keep texting me?
No lacking, keep that vest on me
I'll take that chain, don't flex on me
I never take no rest, homie
Yeah, that lil' nigga know how I'm rocking
Shorty fuck with the gang, she be hopping
I'ma go to the top, never stopping
Never lacking, that Glock in my pocket
I be flipping that pack and I'm making it
I'ma hop in the coupe and I'm racing it
Throw it back on my dick and she shaking it
I'ma get to the bag like I'm [?], on gang

[Lade!:]
I'ma speed in the foreign, ain't 'posed to be where?
Niggas, they cry when I step in the building
This bitch wanna fuck, now she wanting my children
I'ma rob a young nigga, not doing no killing
I'm taking his skin, I ain't talking 'bout peeling
He gon' talk out his neck, let me know how you feel
They said I'm bad, they know he a villain
Can't beef with a nigga, just know that I'm chilling
Yeah, they calling my phone but I won't pick it up
Matter of fact, let me pick this shit up
He ain't talking 'bout cash then he got to shut up
Bro, I'm sipping on lean, you can look in my cup
I'm fucking this bitch and I'm tearing it up
Now I'm smoking this gas with my vision blurred up
They said that they fuck with me, nigga shut up
And you think that's your bitch but she backing it up

On gang

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