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lirik lagu j1hunnit - the stay down

[intro]
(keep that sh~t lowkey, tae)

[verse]
n~ggas thought this foe sh~t died, well, lil’ man is cg
n~gga, in case you couldn’t tell, them n~ggas live through me
i think about you on my best days and find a trigger to squeeze
i just hope i see them guys again, save a spot for a g
i just met a plug that i can’t talk to, he speak lebanese
he hit me with the yeah and told me buckle up and godspeed
i couldn’t understand him, but i know what a head nod mean
for thirty days straight, i bust down and made a nineteen
i would’ve said a twenty, but the rent i paid a rack at least
why the f~ck you sittin’ on the cheese if you got places to be?
i broke it down and fines pay for promo, postin’ llcs
and now i’m finna blow, it ain’t take sh~t but six to nine weeks
me and snap dogg just chopped it up, he say hit him with kneaded
trouble hit my line and said i’m hard, it’s gettin’ way way deeper
i finally made a mark, i’m gettin’ noticed by important people
i dropped one triller and backdoor done did eight features
i charge five hundred for the verses, do the math, people
i don’t like to serve the young n~ggas, i trap with older people
them n~ggas doin’ janky business too, but it’s easy to read ’em
them n~ggas like to hold grudges too, you gotta watch how you treat ’em
i just pulled a strongarm with my ho, now we sonia and jacks
i told her i’m a gangster, she said, “prove it, i’ll give you the cat”
i’ll do whatever for some kitty with cleavage attached
rap game just like the dope game, i know i’m rappin’ thrax
it might take a lil’ longer for me to pop ’cause i’m wrappin’ packs
i’m finna exit off the service world with three hefty bags
and each one got six squares in it, i ain’t drivin’ fast
speed limit say seventy~five, then you better not pass me
i don’t like to lie when i be rappin’, that’ll make me average
why the f~ck they treatin’ me like them when i been dropped classics?
i don’t like to just make jingles, i make all of ’em anthems
it’s harvest season in amounts, n~gga, of course i’m taxin’
i went up a dollar on the p’s, now he throwin’ a tantrum
these ‘bows really exotic, you can tell if the weed your passion
most n~ggas just look and try to guess, they do not know gas gas
this the sh~t that you smoke and be like, “nah, bro, i can’t even pass that”
it’s to the point where i don’t drime, who they throwin’ that ass at?
i just pulled a ho in birkin stocks and a nike dad hat
all she do is take pictures and smoke and i think that i like that
i like artsy hoes that just be chillin’, baby, where your man at?
we can sip in pain, but this ain’t wine, you’ll be takin’ a trap
my cougar got a son that sell work, i’m startin’ to think i
got a lot of resources to get some cake, n~gga, where your plugs at?
exotic bags go for forty~three like carlos dunlap

- lirik lagu j1hunnit

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