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lirik lagu 38 jugg, ys vontae & lil mox - “no warning”

[intro: 38 jugg]
(yeah, we on that time again)
(aye nox, load that sh~t up!)
this that pressure—no filter, no f~ckin’ warning
haha, look…

[chorus: 38 jugg]
it get wicked in the field, don’t bring no heart, just bring your steel
say he outside? we on go—bro pop that door, we on his heels
we catch him lackin’, turn his dome into a happy meal
you see that red beam on yo chest? that mean it’s time to chill

i got k!llers on the line that move on nothin’ but a nod
i don’t do no back~and~forth, i send a blitz and pray to god
yeah, they dissin’ in they songs, until they face a f~ckin’ rod
this a chop, not a guitar—when it strum, it split your gang

[verse 1: ys vontae]
i been thuggin’ since a jit, f~ck a warning, i just blitz
hit his mans, then double back, now both them p~ssies in a ditch
slide through blocks like it’s a gamе, but ain’t no tokens when we spin
hollow tips gon’ twist his fatе, now his soul ain’t in his skin

b~tch, i trap out vacant homes, roaches crawlin’ by the stove
told my momma i’d do better, but i still ride with that pole
tried to switch up for a second, but the streets won’t let me go
now my .40 like my b~tch, i can’t leave without my hoe
we don’t do no talkin’ much, we just load and let it bust
he was cappin’ in his captions, now he ashes in a blunt
i ain’t rich, but i got reach, i’ll send them steppers in a rush
they was laughin’ last week—now they pourin’ remy in a cup

[chorus: 38 jugg & ys vontae]
it get wicked in the field, don’t bring no heart, just bring your steel
say he outside? we on go—bro pop that door, we on his heels
we catch him lackin’, turn his dome into a happy meal
you see that red beam on yo chest? that mean it’s time to chill

[verse 2: lil mox]
b~tch, i been outside since 4, stick was pokin’ through my coat
seen my opp and upped that bl!ck, he ran faster than a boat
they was talkin’ in them posts, now i’m slidin’ on they folks
put that boy inside a swisher, now they cryin’, feelin’ broke

i’m with demons, i’m with hounds—f~ck your gang, we gun it down
they don’t come back to they block, ‘cause we done turned it to a mound
hit his head, then spin again—we ain’t leavin’ sh~t unfound
they was screamin’ out “don’t shoot!” but b~tch, that drum made h~lla sound
and i never trust no b~tch, she gon’ fold just for a purse
let her line you for a fit, now yo face all on a shirt
we get greasy in the field, we don’t argue, we just purge
i got smoke for every opp, i send pain through every verse

- lirik lagu 38 jugg ys vontae lil mox

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