lirik lagu ebk jaaybo - don't trust me
[intro]
f~ck flyboyz n~gga, you know what’s up n~gga
yeah, yeah
[chorus]
bumped into him wit my fully switch, i was gettin’ on
i can’t even act like they ain’t spin for folk but who spin the most? (aye)
that sh~t get me in my feelings when i think bout slo, aye
can’t lie that get me in my feelings when i think bout bro
that sh~t f~cked your baby bro up
i’ve been spinnin’ n~gga, tryna catch me one
i’m gon’ get it n~gga and i’m on you if you wit them n~ggas
could’ve caught a trippie homi, i ain’t do it, it was b~tches in that load
[verse]
gotta show me who you better then, i’m takin’ leebo wit me, i know twin draks step on sh~t
not from the hood if nick died and you ain’t politic, x em’ from the hood everybody know that joc a b~tch
run the hood, who gon’ say some, i gotta a lot of skits
got blood on evеry side even minе that was just golitic
north n~gga was wit his hoe, i tried to pop the b~tch
outside his sh~t, fiendin’ for this body, i got c~cky now
2,100 sh~ll cases on they sh~t, we dropped a lot of rounds
smoked they homie, sh~t been quiet, what they hollerin’ bout?
oh y’all ain’t talkin’ now, keep my dread head wit me, he look asian, he done walked a couple n~ggas down
and that’s some sh~t that i can’t cap about
took that route for pimpin’ on that young b~tch, oh you rappin’ now?
this sound stupid, really almost k!lled his ass, but i just laughed it out
pop got skits on it for every one of us cause it’s been passed around
i just~, i just~, i just need another body, it’s gon’ come to me
told brodie flush them n~ggas from the fun, they gon’ run crazy
turned the camera around on them b~tch n~ggas, told em’ “bump wit me”
hit the n~gga six times wit the switch, he tried to run from it
i’m the reason why a fly n~gga gon’ why they cap like it ain’t me?
it seem like every dread head n~gga that i know clappin’ heat
my young life a trench n~gga, he like jumpin’ out the backseat
it was cold, caught that one boy loafin’ and i clapped~
can’t tell you where it was just know i left buddy on that backstreet
clap that b~tch up like a ceremony
my forgiato tire popped, put on a spare for em’
we’re in leebo ear like “we gon’ cook this n~gga if he stare longer”
a weird weirdo, i got skits so i ain’t playin’ wit these n~ggas
paranoid, a n~gga look at my neck too long, i’m gon’ k!ll em’
me and leebo the jeff and 50 in the gitty we like hitler
knew i was slimy as a kid, i was sittin’ and watched the k!ller
call me a crash but i’m just on a murder mission
d~mned the brodie about not eating the cheese and he still bit it
homies givin’ game, tellin’ me don’t slide, i ain’t listen
i answer back like “we lost bro but you trippin’, you soundin’ like the b~tches”
that’s my real n~gga, blood i’m on that
do the dash wit the switch, i can’t go back
just cut off all my ex~b~tches wit they broke ass
they ain’t got no bag, aye
i just ran it up another five~hundred bands off a mixtape
they said, “them ebk n~ggas broke”, what that b~tch say?
aye let me up pape
told em’ it’s one up top when he grab the pole because i don’t think he ever upped drac’
pushed the bro aside, i know what i’m gon’ do
don’t know who in here but when i bounce outside this load i’m just gon’ shoot, aye
seen it in his eyes he ain’t never k!lled a human being
searchin’ for love in these streets, i ain’t know what it mean
sometimes i ask why god do this sh~t to me
lost bro and think about that sh~t at night and cry, it hurt me deep
i’m in a fast car, gz i’m bouncin’ out this stolen v
they say it’s rap cap but i know i popped some from the three
seventh street, the biggest g, not just one, a couple b’s
jumped all over cuz, he couldn’t get away, left em’ sleep
bend uncle scribner street, can’t wait to catch me one in the p’s
told donny ain’t no coppin’ pleas, over ‘soma i’ma smoke some in the east
can’t wait to say i’m 2~1k, i’m so sleeze
this sh~t golitical, gotta stand on ten when you in this sh~t too deep
i drop that sh~t but throw it up when i’m wit greeze
not sayin’ waunte name again, he ain’t even got no beef
that’s hamalee, before i spint, i told em’ i was finna creep
a couple strikes at my part though, ain’t run wit 4 keys
every 3 n~gga said they “black mode”, don’t even know bleeze
that my lil opp b~tch, she ain’t mad that i said “f~ck squeeze”
ran a n~gga down, since then been hard to get some sleep
ran the county and ran all my fades, ain’t never copped a plea
hands down, the draks got the most skits for the g
i had a body way before i dropped the 3, gz
[chorus]
bumped into him wit my fully switch, i was gettin’ on
i can’t even act like they ain’t spin for folk but who spin the most? (aye)
that sh~t get me in my feelings when i think bout slo, aye
can’t lie that get me in my feelings when i think bout bro
that sh~t f~cked your baby bro up
i’ve been spinnin’ n~gga, tryna catch me one
i’m gon’ get it n~gga and i’m on you if you wit them n~ggas
could’ve caught a trippie homi, i ain’t do it, it was b~tches in that load
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