[Intro: YSR Gramz]
(313 Mafia)
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon lie, this bitch hard)


[Verse 1: Kasher Quon]
Damn, bro, this bitch hard
This bitch so ugly, she couldn't even get my dick hard
You can bring me the HiTech, keep the Par
You can bring me the Percocet, keep the bars
My mans just pulled up with some Runts in a glass jar
Paid $60 for a .35, smokin' Lucky Charms
And I scammed the same n***a twice, he my lucky charm
My cousin still owe me a band, he gettin' strong arms
This 'script ain't even pop, I done went to the wrong Pharm'
And I just spent 12 bands on a charm (Bling)
That bitch say my initials
I'm online right now, usin' somebody card credentials (Swipe)
I'm finna spend everything
That n***a went broke, now he tryna sell everything
I'm smokin' on some shit right now, that's Gary Payton
Told my ex bitch, my new bitch your replacement
Your mama just told you, get up out her basement (Leave)
You don't even help pay the bills
And I heard he workin' out a 5 at Foreman Mills

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
Like you got a pet at home, I'ma drop your dawg
I just met a bitch I don't know, I'ma drop her draws
And when I'm done like a Uber, I'ma drop her off
I don't need a gun 'cause I can fight, I'll break your jaw
I remember times I ain't have it, I was oh so lost
Now I buy it all, give it to me, n***a fuck the cost
You can get the money on your own, n***a fuck the boss
N***as really out here catchin' bullets, like they Randy Moss
I'm tryna win with my team, like basketball
Oh, you went a bought you a gun, now you actin' hard
My lil n***a head fucked up, so he poppin' bars
Can't be flyin' down my block, bro get on that car
We done shot your shit up, now your car won't start
A n***a took your gun, now you ain't so hard
They done took my n***a Gabe, I ain't got no heart
I remember walkin' catchin' plays, 'cause I ain't have no car


[Outro: YSR Gramz]
N***a
And that's just real shit
YSR shit
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon lie, this bitch hard)