Song: Verses
Artist:  YRM Bear
Year: 2018
Viewed: 31 - Published at: 6 years ago

Know they really like me just despite me
Need to back up like swiper no swiping
Know they secretly just crying
All these bitches be hyping
Im so nice like why you keep trying
While i’m just minding my own business
You bitches ain’t get no digits
Trick it like these bitches on the gram
Spam ain’t need to see it
Huff when i spit all these lyrics
Enough what i said to all
Layers like a cheese grader
Say a prayer when i come back to haunt
All these lil pussies like to taunt
Laughing like what you got to flaunt
Gassed up like a skunk
Know we been on the hunt
For that a1 with a day 1
Switch up and play some
You stay looking so dumb
Bell that i just rung
Dead like a nightmare you run from
Imma need mine imma get sum
Embrace it now you just fakin
Girl got an ass like a cake and
Some more fame what they come for
Fly like i’m so high and i soar
Like an eagle in the clouds i never come down
They listen to these sounds
They alien sailing on a shuttle
Grab my team like it’s time for this huddle
I’ve been melting might drown in this puddle
Shuffle what my mixtape stay on
Know you ain't stayin for too long
But we go hard and prove wrong
Are days shorts but are nights long
Rip from a bong singing 88 songs
Gong like my dojo
Endless ahh no more
Score like a buzz beater
Lick a bitch up just might eat her
Hang with a pack but i’m still the fuckin leader
They on my dick like a fuckin bird feeder
Needed all this fame
Switch new lanes got a new chain
Made a new game so many diamonds
Make a bitch sing sting like a stingray
Flexing like a vacay lord please save me
Cause i know they really ain’t hate me
They just too scared to embrace like my sneakers unlaced
Push the pace make the world a better place
In my vans yeah i still skate
8:38 yeah i’m still late
Dripped up like a lake
Bang the shot that Glock made
Rang like damn and a shot cling
Off your dome on the way home
Written like a poem
Bear the one to show em
Stop complaining get your dough up
Up in a crib with the birds
Snap like a snapchat
Wait hol up it’s a clap clap
(gat gat gat) sound like a fuckin mac
When i’m spitting on these tracks
All these damn bitches stay wack
Lack at all your favorite things
So many diamonds my ring might sing
Still need a crown like a king
Or a pharaoh you know i’m counting bands
De nero what it’s called in Espanol
Know you hear these lyrics through your soul
Hole what my momma left
In my heart on the first day
But we on a new wave
Can’t fuck wit that
My life still a vacay
Used that like a segway
Ak what i call a choppa
Stop em when i pop my trunk
My whip still smell like a skunk
Dunk like I’m blake
Black like mamba
24-more like 23
Need to get my new 13s
Retro ogs step back like ginoubla
Hold me back before i break a bitch back
You ain’t know me
Sack like i carry all my money
Snap back like a wave cap
Gold grill like i’m asap
Don’t take that shit erase that
Sit down take a lap like a teacher
Spitting facts like i am the fuckin preacher
Nah i’m just your new favorite feature
In the shower just might peak her
Final hour like i’m on fuckin rush hour
Said damnnnn you such a coward
Like courage spillled like my porridge
On this fuckin voyage to be the best
Locked like all these secrets that i kept
Knocked for what you tired to flex
Jugged like what you bought wit a check
Next like top of the charts
Rhyming like an art
Running this game like it’s mario cart
Big up like paul blart
You little runnin like kevin fucking heart
Sorry bro didn’t mean to tear you apart
Your comedy really fucking funny
19 out here like grandpa saying sit down sonny
Love me that what they really do
Counting up this revenue
Run this shit like an empire
Back before i hit you wit the fire
Y’all pussies really be lying
To the fans know im the man
Banned like i’m uncle sam
Late night sitting on the can
Test in the morning i cram
18 now she on the cam
All my fans lookin like my fam
Ram like a fucking charger
Gotta go get it gotta grinder harder
Postered like i’m ducking vince cater
Murdered in the game like a martyr
Listen i ain’t want no charter
Faded like a barber
Now we living larger
Than the queen
Call this bitch movie
Like action now we on the scene
Lyrics too fresh Mr clean
Juul like a nicotine fiend
Scheme how i made it in the game
Shit never stop like my reign
Y’all ain’t feel this pain
There go the bell ding
Here’s your newborn king

( YRM Bear )
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