YSR Gramz
New York
[Intro]
Fuck the fire, we got grease
It's a Wayne beat
Fuck, Grease, what's poppin'?
Young Sak Runner

[Chorus]
I just came all the way to New York
My lil' brother bad as hell, he just bought a new torch
My lil' cousin bad as hell, he be throwing pitch forks
Kid fuckin' all these hoes, he think he Too $hort
You can't ride on yo' opps, lil' n***a, you too short
I can get a n***a smoked for free like Newports
I'm in another n***a hood, I'm finna start a war
I'm finna perform at Rollin Loud, that shit start at 4:00
My shooter wear glasses, he is not a dork
I got my gun in my hand, not the side door (Hold onnnn)
Bitch, I ain't YN Jay
I could tell when my bitch cheatin', I know her lyin' facе
I been trippin' ever since wе lost Andre
I'm finna get a n***a killed on a blind date
I only wanna fuck bad bitches like Beyonce
If she don't got no ass, I'm beyond straight
We just walked in the club, you in line waitin'
Hit his ass with this Glock, he a dyin' patient
I'll get to shooting in this bitch like that n***a Tatum
If he got a gun on his hip, have my n***a take it
He ain't really 'bout that life, man that n***a fakin'
I just sent ten bow's home, now a n***a waitin'
I'ma make a twenty ball when I go to Vegas
I can't let her drive no more 'cause the bitch Janky
My n***a hit the clerk for five bands, he did the Hanky Panky
N***a got an attitude, he can't find no dranky
He just did the fuckin' Cha Cha Slide, hit him with the Drakey
My n***a on demon time like that n***a Satan
Tried to tax me for a four, so I'm finna take it
Seen a n***a get his ass popped, so I'm finna shake him
I seen a n***a make a ten ball out a fuckin' basement
We just charged a n***a Ten K and he finna pay it
Hol' on, this n***a trippin' in the fuckin' booth
Told my n***a, if they move wrong, then he better shoot
If my bitch do some bullshit, then the she get the boot
I ain't done rappin' 'til I put my momma in a coupe
Nah you ain't gangaroni, you ain't in the crew
He tried to shoot at us so we put him in a suit
Told my n***a, if he he buy that drank then we gon' get into it
My n***a takin' too many Perc's so I had to threw 'em
Hahaha, bitch I mean throw 'em
I'm illegal with this Glock, this a clean jawn
I make music for the shooters, this a mean song
Told my n***a, swing the chop like he playin' ping pong
[Outro]
Man, I don't know a n***a talkin' like me, know what I'm sayin'?
I'm the Young Sak Runner,n***a, the General, n***a
You know? LSP forever, n***a
You know I love my block, n***a
Lebeau city, n***a
You know what the fuck goin' on, n***a
Long live Skino
Long live Gabe
Long Live Kurt
Long live white folks
Long live [?]
Long live Dante
Long live