Young Spray - Guns, Money, Drugs lyrics

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Young Spray - Guns, Money, Drugs lyrics

[Pre-hook – Young Spray]x2 This is for my thugs This is for my thugs This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, d** [Hook – Young Spray]x2 Guns, money, d** Guns, money, d** Guns, money; guns, money Guns, money, d** [Verse 1 – Blade Brown] I sent my little workers irie Wants to cop a i8 Told him don’t he how much work I put in for IA When lyca vibrates ni**as wanna buy flake Sticking to my price, nah I’m budging off of my rate Promoters trya call me for a show Exact same time, I was whipping up the blow I told him, “Nah! man, the price is too low.”‘ ‘”Cause what I’m cooking now, prolly get that off of O.” Yeah! that’s right, I tell him Break it down and sell him Covered in that Balmain, a thousand for this denim I said, “a thousand for this denim” Sent a jail money, prolly sent a thousand to my felons And that’s this year, lemme get this clear Real n***a sh**, we don’t diss ear Bare body shots, we don’t miss air n***as lay down when I miss clear [Pre-hook – Young Spray]x2 This is for my thugs This is for my thugs This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, d** [Hook – Young Spray]x2 Guns, money, d** Guns, money, d** Guns, money; guns, money Guns, money, d** [Verse 2 – Young Spray] Me and Blade still in the black jeep Young Spray, the black sheep like pinky blud In storm, pack heat I’m on the roads, nah I know rap beefs Mana like it’s dangerous out ere I’m like nah it ain’t that deep It’s calm n***a From a time when, mana sent car n***a Like if it was on, then it was on n***a Big Desert Eagle, that was our n***a Everyone prepare for the war n***a Look, I’m just tryna do music But you see my gangster Don’t try to abuse it cuh man will lose it See this game, I didn’ choose it You can ask my mudda She’ll tell you I’m stupid like you kid n***a lay low Got couple yutes on a payroll When I say, they roll Like Drake said, “They Know” Catch me on the main road Couple days in the same clothes Couple days with the same hoes You know how this fame goes [Pre-hook – Young Spray]x2 This is for my thugs This is for my thugs This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, d** [Hook – Young Spray]x2 Guns, money, d** Guns, money, d** Guns, money; guns, money Guns, money, d**