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Yung Mal

Str8 Out The Pyrex

 

Str8 Out The Pyrex

(album: 6 Rings - 2020)


Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex Whippa
Pyre

Yea
Straight out the Pyrex, but this money is making me cocky
Rocking Versace shades with my haters they block them
Ride through my hood bring on I drive through this topless
Silent for life never talked to no coppers
Charge me like rapper watch out how fast I pop him
Said "Fuck the rollie" went bought some choppas
No I didn't fuck her she just gave me top
When I talk about money they switch up the topic
Count up this fifty Ion't smoke on no broccoli
Lil hoe she petty I fucked then I blocked her
Pints of the lean like I fuck with the Doctor
We get the choppa now awesome we drop him
Can't go out like watch you m-call him
Aim at yo face you did Glock like Chris Paul
Bro got a iPhone lock behind walls

He show a shank every time he call
He said is knifeless blood on the wall
They gave him life
He said his bitch ain't even send out a kite
Says whole click chain they ain't rocking with right
Never thought I would get rich off mic
5 racks on my fit and I don't wear it twice
I still pull in my hood shoe dice
Bitch I'm a boss and it came with a price
The ones that you love be the one turn shyest
Please don't play in this club cause my young nigga psychic
We got assault riffles, Yea
Fire your shit like a lighter
They tryn' ride on my wave tighter
Pop me a perc I get higher
Straight out the dirt had to make momma prouder
Now my whole family got dollars

Yea
Straight out the Pyrex, but this money is making me cocky
Rocking Versace shades with my haters they block them
Ride through my hood bring on I drive through this topless
Silent for life never talked to no coppers
Charge me like rapper watch out how fast I pop him
Said "Fuck the rollie" went bought some choppas
No I didn't fuck her she just gave me top
When I talk about money they switch up the topic
Count up this fifty Ion't smoke on no broccoli
Lil hoe she petty I fucked then I blocked her
Pints of the lean like I fuck with the Doctor
We get the choppa now awesome we drop him
Can't go out like watch you m-call him
Aim at yo face you did Glock like Chris Paul
Bro got a iPhone lock behind walls

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