lirik lagu ebk young joc - trife to mobile
[intro]
(tough, jew3lz)
[verse 1: li rye & ebk young joc]
on they ass, bet n~ggas use they feet everytime we hit the block
been dropped so many shots just like these hoes, we been running through glocks
k!ll they head honcho, we smokin’ who running they block
i drop shots in amiri and louis vuitton
my chain went on a skit before you did, who really gon’ ride?
stand over him and (yeah) until this b~tch lock
bend her over, got her screaming out (oh, daddy, stop)
say my name, b~tch (young joc)
okay, b~tch let me know somethin’
if i’m steppin’ in, oh, for sure my bro coming
goofies always flashin’ poles, but don’t blow nothing
huh, they make mе mad as sh~t
i dare ’em drop another diss and makе us mad again
how many of your n~ggas we done bagged up, twin?
[verse 2: li rye & ebk young joc]
said i was gon’ quit, but got the lo’ and tried to crash again
yellow tape, leave sh~t dead on the scene, we caught ’em baggin’ in
we send sh~t to the doctor, they dropped ’em, that boy died tryna spin
n~ggas scared of smoke, all this sh~t toxic what i’m breathing in
brand new 19, just threw on a switch, that 4 my favorite gen
[?] never hit no faces, ain’t the car you gon’ be hoppin’ in
h~ll yeah, we kicking doors down if they don’t let us in
matter fact, rye, hand me that fully, i’m finna, uh~huh
matter fact, rye, hand me that fully, i’m finna, okay
matter fact, rye, hand me that draco, i’m finna step on him
well, look here, her p~ssy good she put a hex on me
oh my god, this b~tch said she gon’ sic her ex on me
now i’m scared, syke, b~tch, i got vec’ on me
smell it in the air, when i’m ’round, i got death on me
all them r.i.p. shirts, don’t be the next, homie
i got rye, who you got? i’ll bet on him
[verse 3: li rye & ebk young joc]
tweakin’, tryna stamp somethin’ for no reason, i know joc on it
when they find out he wasn’t breathing, whole city know my young n~ggas hawked him
they belt to ass like it’s easy, i lost my heart, i can’t put down that chrome
blew up rappin’, now these stupid f~cks thinkin’ i sold my soul
[?] how we hop on the road, get robbed for tryna tase the bro
no s and i’s, you see the clarity hoppin’ out my stone
how you mad ’cause your b~tch choose? if it’s smoke, say that
joc just said he goin’ rolls, i’m tryna drop the maybach
every time i slide, i’m tryna score, care ’bout where you stay at
wasn’t payin’ attention, they smacked him at the store, his ass got left at [?]
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