lirik lagu jdot breezy - pysch'n out
[intro]
ayy
i’ll pull up, f~ckin’ at me, b~tch
this sh~t real life
they say i’m f~ckin’ trippin’, don’t diss my n~ggas
ayy, b~tch (yo, nick papz make it slap)
hm
[verse]
on his head, a ticket (ticket)
now that n~gga priceless (priceless)
n~ggas wanna try diss? b~tch, you know we strike sh~t (strike sh~t)
i just put that water on, b~tch, my fingers icy (they icy)
bro could turn that cutter on and leave a n~gga lifeless (lifeless)
bodies on me, b~tch (b~tch), blood around me, and it’s hole in four (hole in four)
‘member we was money~hungry, jay said, “let’s go kick a door” (kick a door)
spin a block just like a ferris wheel, ’round and ’round we go (we go)
play with me, replenish him, we check his temperature, that boy a ho (b~tch)
i just watched my brother eat five percs, what this n~gga on? (huh)
now these n~ggas (huh), they wanna buy a verse (huh), they washed~up and they old
latex gloves on top of the table, i don’t work in the stove, i’m workin’ the pole (work the pole)
told that boy that we gon’ clean his snot, wipe his f~ckin’ nose (wipe his nose)
super trim, i pull actin’ stupid, b~tch, i’m actin’ ruthless (huh)
step on them, they talkin’ ’bout war with me? on god, these n~ggas losin’ (they ass is losin’)
i ain’t whack nothin’, i been at home with all my kids, we watchin’ bluey (we watchin’ bluey)
pockets fat as f~ck, i got them bands, b~tch, lil’ jdot trollin’ (stupid)
rapper this and rapper that, i’ll up that pole, n~gga, bet i do it (n~gga, bet i do it)
camera off or camera on, i don’t give no f~cks, i’m still gon’ blow it (i’m still gon’ blow it)
micro drac’ look like a saxophone, i come through makin’ noise (makin’ noise)
pull up heatin’ sh~t, i snap a pic’ with glock like polaroid (boy)
ball on a b~tch, i dog a b~tch, don’t mention 6, i don’t f~ck with them (stupid)
we the type that like to run down, i wanna see blood on top my attempt (attempt)
r.i.p. ralo, that’s my thug, n~gga, that’s my blood, this sh~t for him (i hear you)
they woke a f~ckin’ monster, walk up on sh~t, put a k to his lip (buh, buh)
bro like, “dot, when you gon’ chill? get the f~ck up out the beef” (out the beef)
this the murder sh~t i sponsor, b~tch, we’ll slide down moncrief
wear sh~t up, it’s “f~ck that boy,” we put his b~tch ass on a tee (b~tch)
i’m at home, i’m paranoid, i got like three sticks when i sleep (i got like three)
f~ck it, murder for all since they won’t come for me (won’t come for me)
if heaven had a phone, i’d call ralo like, “bro, here go company” (what?)
drop that bag, they stomp for me
i’m bangin’ the drac’, it’s shakin’ the seats (shakin’ the seats)
a n~gga dissed me and now he missin’, we k!ll his ass for playin’ with me (stupid boy)
it’s plenty k!llings on this blood of mine, i know you heard of me (know you heard of me)
we pop up at your front door, broad day, it’s early, b (it’s early, b)
hm, call emergency (emergency)
911, it’s a murder scene (it’s a murder scene)
said that he gon’ murder me, now his white tee is burgundy (hahaha)
plenty chicken get you missin’, i got blues and i got green (green)
can’t fit this on that n~gga, i make these hoes go for me (they go for me)
skrrt off, take a n~gga b~tch, send that ho overseas (overseas)
got that ho bent over on a balcony, in her ovaries (in her ovaries)
f~ck these n~ggas, b~tch, i been on a murder spree (a murder spree)
b~tch, i’m g.i. breezy, i’m murder man, i get sh~t murked for free (murked for free)
but i’ll drop that bag if that sh~t ’bout lil’ leeke (n~gga)
or act a fool, on ralo, b~tch, you better not diss my b (i mean, f~ck, n~gga)
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