YSR Gramz
Kreature Music
[Intro]
(Enrgy, made this one)
Good lookin', Enrgy
I just walked in with that
Okay (Yeah)

[Verse]
I just walked in with them bowls like boxing bags
Draco got so much kick, n***a karate class
I'm finna kick this bitch out with her toxic ass
I'll do a n***a dirty, boy go take a bath
Broke ass n***a, I'll pay you to come on my grass
Tryna play me out my money, I'll get on your ass
No, you can't get a feature from me, I'll hoe your ass
When I get rich, I'ma act like I don't know your ass
I don't know these bitches, or these n***as either
I be throwin' B's, n***a I'm from Beecher
I just caught a play, I'm at Little Caesars
I'm trappin' hard as hell, out this lil [?]
This bitch mad as hell, cause I won't need her
I poured up 2 lines, in a 2 liter
I just made 2 bands off of 2 features
N***a dropped a opp, he ain't cry or get high about it
I ain't bout to beef with no n***a that can't make a thousand
I used to skip school just to gamble up at vacant houses
Free my n***a [?], I used to sleep up on his auntie couches
I'm tired of these bitch made n***as
I'm tired of these bitches that be chasin' n***as chicken
I'm tired of everybody and these pump faking n***as
Man, I'm tired of everybody actin' like they gettin' chicken, yeah
These n***as fake as hell, we ain't gon talk about that part
I was young as hell beatin' n***as at the park
A n***a fuck your bitch, you gon take it to the heart
N***as wanna sound like me, I'll sell you one of my bars
You done fucked that bag up, now you sellin' one of your cars
Stole from your mans, now your broke ass gon starve
This n***a wasn't on shit in high school, now he hard
Turtle Pie, Cereal Milk, got me sittin' on the stars
Hold that K, like I'm holdin' a guitar
N***a pass me the gas, like a fart
Ain't no keys to this whip, this bitch push the start
This bitch think I'm falling for her, we falling apart
Don't try to slide, we gon turn your whip into a Go-Kart