P Yungin - Do U Love Me

(Damn, Aj, you goin' crazy)

Clutchin' all these rounds
Killers right behind me
You was supposed to be on
The side of me, but you got me saying
"Woah" forever throwing up my P's
I'm bangin' it all in the crowds
They seen my depression and my stressin'
That's the smoke came out pressure, bitch
I knew I was gon' elevate
Came around all these fakes though
It's get up out my face
Wanted revenge when Lil Trell died
So we start buying cases
Nеver had thoughts on lackin'
You better keep you a Drac

Ay, bust his brain
Ay I'ma bust that nigga top
I blow his brains lеave him dead
Right up on the block
Pussy boy be talkin' out his head
Please don't get his popped
Kill that lil' hoe too
Since that pussy hoe gave up the drop
Moonwalking on this bitch like
I was Michael Jackson
Pull up with that choppa
Then you know it that I'm blastin'
No Bobby Brown
I know niggas sniffin' 'til they last hit
Pull up because aim at your brother
Watch his brain flip
She tryna break a nigga down
But I ain't going off of that
I up the switch and take his soul
Won't give it back
Gotta keep the hustle going, yeah
You know we flippin' packs
COS, my nigga blowing just was
Speakin' on my set
Say, what you grinning for? You better wipe
Them tears from out your face
Don't show them your pain 'cause
They never want you straight
We gon' ride around in some trucks
Like we play for The Lakes
I'm tired of them pussy niggas
Them niggas know they ain't safe

Clutchin' all these rounds
Killers right behind me
You was supposed to be on
The side of me, but you got me saying
"Woah" forever throwing up my P's
I'm bangin' it all in the crowds
They seen my depression and my stressin'
That's the smoke came out pressure, bitch
I knew I was gon' elevate
Came around all these fakes though
It's get up out my face
Wanted revenge when Lil Trell died
So we start buying cases
Nеver had thoughts on lackin'
You better keep you a Drac
Clutchin' all these rounds
Killers right behind me
You was supposed to be on
The side of me, but you got me saying
"Woah" forever throwing up my P's
I'm bangin' it all in the crowds
They seen my depression and my stressin'
That's the smoke came out pressure, bitch
I knew I was gon' elevate
Came around all these fakes though
It's get up out my face
Wanted revenge when Lil Trell died
So we start buying cases
Never had thoughts on lackin'
You better keep you a Drac

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