Evil Thoughts lyrics
by YSR Gramz
[Intro: RMC Mike]
b*tch
(Enrgy Beats)
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Walked around with two or three bands before I had a wallet (Before I owned a wallet)
You talking like a killer, never dropped no bodies (You never dropped no body)
I rap like [?], you n*ggas out your body (These n*ggas out they body)
I'll have my lil' dog snatch you out your Cartis (Lil' bro)
Pay me six hundred, book me for your party (Book me for it, n*gga)
Them lil' n*ggas from my hood say I talk retarded (B's up)
Post five bands in blues, make myself a target (Woo)
You put one gram in 'Woods, man, that sh*t garbage (That's garbage, n*gga)
I'm a Beecher-ass n*gga, throwin' fours for [?] (For life)
I'm really from the hood, ain't never been to college (Never been to college)
I sell all grams, ain't never scammed a Target (Never scammed, n*gga)
Shoes foreign as hell, you would step in James Harden (James Harden)
Me and Kidd be talking crazy, Matt and Jeff Hardy (Just like bros)
This 40 stay on me, security, walkie-talkie (Woo)
For a fifty sale, I'll meet you on Calkins
Play with one of mines, n*gga, it's gon' cost you
Put a bag on him, n*gga, we just bought you (We just bought a n*gga)
n*gga, we'll take your sh*t like a f*ckin' Charger (Like a Charger)
My lil' cousin rough at f*ckin', put him on your daughter
Get money, b*tch, that's what my granny taught me (That's what my granny taught me)
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Quavis, let's get it poppin'
I done sold ninety-one grams of some Dennis Rodman
Your b*tch my number-one fan, I got the lippage up out her
Cuz went to Texas and fell off, he a Lyft driver
Ayy, I got a big problem
I don't beat my b*tch ass no more, I slap the sh*t out her
Bro done ran through seven cars this year, he a whip dropper
Plugged in, I just got a pint from my b*tch doctor
Huh, I'm drinking every drop
Four lines in a twenty-ounce, boy, this a heavy pop
Your b*tch fell in love with a king, she Coretta Scott
I'm just looking for a trap queen, n*gga, Fetty Wap
Haha, I think I'm ready now
Snuck my two-five in the club, give 'em a belly shot
Used to show love on the drank, I'm acting petty now
I just got some head and made a play at uncle Eddy house