YSR Gramz - B'S & LSP

Lyrics YSR Gramz - B'S & LSP

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Chorus]
Big Wop, the biggest bully 'round this muhfucka
If you ain't throwin' B's or LSP, we ain't blood brothers
Gotta cut these muhfuckas off, cause they're blood suckers
Brodie got the P's for 14, but the buzz ugly
I ain't really gotta do shit, bro'll blow you for me
I was tryna switch my hustle up, I made rap money
Spent your last 20 on some weed, ain't got gas money
Beat her doonies down YN style, then I act funny

[Verse]
Nigga touch me, I'll put them demons on your ass dummy
YSR, bunch of young niggas gettin' cash money
Got the head out this one bitch, yeah, she gagged on it
I cussed my shooter out, 'cause the muthafucka lagged on me
You ain't on shit, you let a nigga take your strap from you
If you a bad bitch, I throw some racks on you
Got it on my own, I ain't never had a big homie
I was in the stu' on Fenton Road, ask big homie
Bitch, put that broke nigga out, I know you sick of him
A nigga disrespect Gabe name, I'ma spit on him
That Draco get to singin' like Rich Homie
My nigga trip around this bitch, he got a brick on him
Catch you ass while you at work, like Craig & Day-Day
Made it rain 100 somethin' shots, I had to play Ray J
I was young as hell on [?] Drive, free that nigga AK
Free DJ out that bitch, I'm finna make a JPay
Kobe Bryant, 81 shots, that's what I call my AK
I'm doin' the race in a R/T, bitch, I feel like Tay-K
I think I want some head out your bitch, let me call up Kay-Kay
Man, I ain't never did a scam, my name ain't Teejay
I got a lot of cake on me, bitch, and it ain't my bday
Shoot a nigga 22 times, free that nigga Cdai
I'm sellin' everything, bitch, my name EBay
I'm finna eat this bitch pussy, 'cause it taste like Cheesecake
Huh, we can go hit-for-hit
Every gun I ever fuckin' had, it came with a stick
I knew my lil nigga was hittin' the road, he came with a bitch
No, he wasn't doin' credit cards, he came with a Pit
No, I ain't got to co-sign, I got a 20 strip
Lyin' ass nigga talkin' 'bout he sold 20 bricks
Everything I got to hustle for, and I ain't 26
I was fucked up, down bad, and they ain't give me shit
You should cut that bitch off, she tried to give me lips
Shoot that nigga dead in his shit if he ever snitch
Bitch, I'm throwin' big B's and I'll never switch
I was down south at my granny's, she beat me with a switch
You can say I beat that bitch ass, I beat her with my dick
This nigga fresh as hell, but he broke, ain't got 50 cent
Shot all them shots, ain't hit nobody, how the fuck you miss?
You did all that dirt in the streets, how the fuck you snitch?

[Chorus]
Big Wop, the biggest bully 'round this muhfucka
If you ain't throwin' B's or LSP, we ain't blood brothers
Gotta cut these muhfuckas off, cause they're blood suckers
Brodie got the P's for 14, but the buzz ugly
I ain't really gotta do shit, bro'll blow you for me
I was tryna switch my hustle up, I made rap money
Spent your last 20 on some weed, ain't got gas money
Beat her doonies down YN style, then I act funny