lirik lagu ji beats - 500 bars
(verse 1: 1700kaash)
if it ain’t about the money, it’s a end of the discussion
light your homie up, brain dead, no recussion
h~ll yeah, up the musket, n~ggas thinkin’ that i’m russian
we don’t do the jumpin’, air it out, n~ggas runnin’
bussin’, n~gga, you ain’t thuggin’
lookin’ yeah we huntin’, yeah we from where it’s rugged
i just touched down on that n~gga, yeah i rushed him
his b~tch disappointed, don’t know why she even cuffed him
(verse 2: yung deco)
n~ggas ain’t outside, they be put up
on juice, n~ggas ain’t ever poppin’ out
arp flip a n~gga sh~t like a waffle house
juicе lord poppin’ sh~t, ballin’ like charles barkley
trap housе, h~lla babies, like good luck charlie
b~tch got waves like the ocean, i’m yellin’ out gnarly
tax a n~gga for that white girl, icarly
n~gga don’t want smoke, don’t end up in that dope, good bob marley
backpack, spray rounds, cost 500
posted up with gwap gang, we on 500
chase n~gga down like we bounty huntin’
leave a n~gga stankin’, like a batch of onions
(verse 3: ji)
leave a n~gga stankin’, like a batch of onions
500 dollar track shoes, i ain’t finna do no runnin’
500 all blues, b~tch, you better get to thumbin’
throw that b~tch on figueroa, if she ain’t come back with somethin’
b~tch you know it’s f~ck the feds until them n~ggas free my cousin
and i ain’t finna say a word, b~tch, what the f~ck is a discussion
hit a n~gga with a head tap, call that b~tch a concussion
5,000 dollars on my fit, b~tch, i am not bluffin’
(verse 4: yung prvsto)
f~ck around and smack the opp with an mcm belt
f~ck with the crew, that sh~t will get you depressed, go hang yourself
n~ggas be talkin’ like i won’t do somethin’
chasing cheese, your the cat, i’m the mouse
where my d~ck stay at? your b~tches mouth
i don’t travel but i got a b~tch in the south
me and my b~tches pockets full, 4 by 4, in & out
i’m doing 50~ speed limit, i gotta make this play
cuzzo called my phone saying “don’t take that route”
heard he been fighting b~tches, tell me what that’s about
i just put a perc in my soda, i’m so geeked out
doctors think i’m a junkie cuz my livers failing out
cops tryna investigate, i’m playing dumb, saying “what’s that about?”
b~tch tryna make some music, that sh~t garbage
someone tell him to get out the stu and get a real job
n~ggas sharing clothes, i swear y’all a bunch of clowns
steady try to hop in my lane, my .45 will knock your head off, b~tch
(knock your head off)
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu victor tavares - construindo a barricada (nesse ponto aqui)
- lirik lagu tetrider - apocalyptic movements
- lirik lagu los prisioneros - que no destrocen tu vida (versión latinoamericana)
- lirik lagu spellling - destiny arrives
- lirik lagu mark trammell trio - i'm glad that i know jesus
- lirik lagu anna castiglia - scema
- lirik lagu redne & netuskywalker - no hook talk
- lirik lagu nikodim nosikov - я люблю майнкрафт
- lirik lagu heskis - ça m’énerve
- lirik lagu melanie martinez - haunted (cry baby unreleased)