lirik lagu idontknowjeffery – dead & gone
yeah n-gga mic check n-gga uhh yeah n-gga yuh
know where we going yo
ep six lets get it
i rap like i got sickle cell
sick as h-ll
h-ll i might get sent to h-ll
but i don’t give a h-ll
and is that fear i smell
fear smell just like taco bell
my hoe became a police officer i’m f-cking 12
i’m immature as well, act like i’m f-cking twelve
she think she all that i cancelled her like keenan kel (bye)
and god know me well i’m not an infidel
like kevin gates they kicked my face outside of heavens gates
i went to h-ll i couldn’t wait i had to go and escape
and then i got away and now i float in sp-ce
these n-ggas want me dead
they want me dead and gone
they want me sent to h-ll but i keep coming home
the f-ck you on the f-ck you put inside my f-cking bong
i’m smoking strong mane i thought y’all n-ggas f-cking on
yeah
sticks and stones
jeffery stuck and stoned
i’m trying to do this b-i-g just like i’m puffy combs
i’m in the end zone
you in the friend zone
i bet my new york b-tch gon’ pull up with some timbs on (watch)
i’m higher than a drone
i’m in the o zone
girl get your hustle on jeffery put his hoes on
d-mn it feel good to be a rap n-gga
look at all these hoes tryna fit in the picture
n-ggas want me dead like i’m adolf hitler
if i die climb out the grave like thriller (lets go)
all my friends are dead just like uzi said (right)
money over b-tches ima choose the bread (right)
ay f-ck i look like tryna be a newlywed (uh)
the only time i go to court is if its for divorce (yea)
-ay bruh real talk bruh y’all rap n-ggas need to know bruh
i got enough kids bruh stop biting off me bruh
i ain’t got no mo’ no more room for no more sons mane
child support higher than a b-tch bruh y’all n-ggas got me f-cked up bruh y’all better go copy someone else
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these n-ggas want me dead
they want me dead and gone
they want me sent to h-ll but i keep coming home [x2]
d-mn it feel good to be a pimp
she wanna hit the blunt but she keep getting skipped
she took me out to lunch i ordered shrimp
and i ain’t buy the food or the drinks or the tip
you want me dead and gone like justin like tip
these blue faced hundreds mane my money bank crip
go sign to above get ya silly -ss ripped (off!)
if i go to h-ll thats a well deserved trip (lets go)
if i go to h-ll i ain’t even trippin’
i pull up to h-ll’s kitchen and wash dishes
invite a couple b-tches to f-ck satan
he downstairs waiting
he waiting with some patients
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these n-ggas want me dead
they want me dead and gone
they want me sent to h-ll, but i keep coming home [x2]
ep six motherf-cker
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