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lirik lagu jdot breezy - chop his head

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[intro]
(ayy, zay, this sh~t too crazy)
(i love you, finesse god)
these n~ggas all talk
stupid (that’s merch)

[verse]
why these n~ggas actin’ like they on somethin’? (actin’)
talkin’ gangster, p~ssy n~gga, you ain’t blow nothin’ (blow nothin’)
your ass trippin’, end up missing ’cause you’re on one
them bodies in the city ain’t your business, you don’t own one
pop up at your front door like it’s trick or treat
draco tweetin’, that b~tch trippin’ like i gave it hennessey
this b~tch k!llin’ anything that wan’ put an end to me
go against me, they gon’ k!ll you, b~tch, you not a friend to me
doped up and turnt, b~tch, p~ssy n~gga, try and stop me
you ain’t know me, now you know me, coochie n~gga, ’cause you’re floppy
tell your tеam come get a real artist, in еxchange, they dropping
why you keep comin’ for me when n~ggas played with your mama?
f~ck your partners, they all dyin’ except you, what’s goin’ on?
you be hidin’, only thing you do is type behind that phone
still in the car with all my n~ggas, bangin’ gas and buyin’ chrome
we takin’ souls, we catch a n~gga headed home and bust his dome
been with the sh~ts and still is, act like it’s f~ck me, then you’re food
i got my own money, stupid~ass lil’ boy, your ass a fool
now, who the f~ck you playin’ with? let’s take this n~gga back to school
and teach this b~tch~ass boy a lesson ’bout what them dracs do
i turn your mans into a strain, p~ssy, tell me that i’m cap
f~ck what you sayin’, these n~ggas playin’ bully ’til that drac’ clap
left his ass in a new position, call that b~tch the face~lap
run up on ’em, b~tch, it’s sog, he got his face tapped
stand over gang knock off a limb, if i can’t catch him, pay for him
these p~ssy n~ggas pull attempts, it’s mortal kombat, finish him
fateful demise, replenish him
baptize the boy, no savin’ him
don’t come outside, this n~gga trim
okay, his homies paid for him
i count, motherf~ck your head, bring ’em back, i’ma pay that sh~t
arp might jam, i supply you a k, go get ’em and stink the b~tch
go show a b~tch n~gga what danger is
line ’em up, paint the b~tch
art wall, picasso, baby, we so inconsiderate
start the beef, i finish it
ask ’bout us, we finish sh~t
they won’t catch me, i move like a ghost, like chips, i’m dippin’ in
say you never ran, we bent your block while you was dippin’ then
my n~ggas whack you for the free, i’d rather give ’em dividends
ayy, god, forgive me for my sins
d~mn, i’m finna sin again
thou shalt not k!ll, forgive me, father, ’cause i whacked his ass
a body bag what he deserve, kept talkin’ out that mouth of his
i ain’t tryna rap with n~ggas, i let that draco do the mouthing then
think outside the box, that n~gga did, now look at him, dead
he say he be makin’ n~ggas run, he the one that ran
addiction, man, this drillin’ sh~t be fun, so we slide again
he talkin’ out his f~ckin’ neck and tongue, so we chop his head


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