YSR Gramz
600 Dolla Louis Shades
[Intro]
Enrgy made this one
[Verse 1: Six Ward Von]
Louis shades, 600 some
My n***a tryna catch a body for a hundred hundred
The n***a died, I don't know who done it
My mama told me I'm a young wild motherfucker
Gamble with my life
[?] ice
I don't care who you killed, [?] do it twice
[?] from L.A. [?] overnight
[?] you tryna be like Ky
I'm tryna get an M, I'm jumping out the gym
She don't like herself, she look like Lil Kim
I got too many hoes, this bitch think I'm a pimp
I [?] Gramz, she thinking I'm with him
I almost shot a fed, he walking with a limp
I'm praying for my mans, he got caught with them bricks
She want another chance, I left after I hit
She coming home with bands, I'm thinking that shе strict
[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
You gon' pop your damn self, playing with a switch
I really love my fucking FNN, it ain't got no kick
Thеse n***as broke as hell, they can't get fixed
Like an NFL game, he gon' get picked
We gon' slide down his block, give his ass shells
I just got some boes in, had a bad smell
I've been getting money since a younging, you better ask [?]
If you ain't chasing money every day, you need to smack yourself
I ain't do nothing to my opps, he clapped himself
When the fuck is you gon' get rich? I just asked myself
N***a, you better do the right thing, or it's going left
My n***as out here playing with techs, but they not no [?]
Unc don't smoke no damn weed, 'cause he use meth
I made a hundred thousand last year, that was a cool year
I gave my n***a ten thousand dollars, bring dude here
In Miami selling weed, I'm finna move here