lirik lagu jonoftf – dont speak
[intro]
(f~ck goin’ on, maajins?)
[chorus: jonoftf]
b~tch, don’t speak on sh~t you don’t know (huh)
b~tch, i went up on my own, man, f~ck that promo
said he wanted smoke, went to his crib, and he a no~show
rockin’ number (n)ine, holes in my shirt, like i’m a hobo
[verse 1: jonoftf]
b~tch, i’m chugging tris
i’m taking trips up to kyoto
i got a big bag on me, it stink
i don’t know why that boy tried, that n~gga know he not on my rank (yeah)
these n~ggas know that they ain’t seeing me
i got my d~ck in her neck, i can’t stop, that sh~t relieving me
all the shooters could get you dropped off, i’m outside enjoying the scenery
n~ggas be hating, i don’t know why, i just be being me
n~ggas be too f~cking see~through, no, you ain’t deceiving me (yeah)
[bridge: luisss]
grrah, grrah, grrah~grrah, grrah
grrah, grrah, grrah, skrrt
[verse 2: luisss]
b~tch, i’ma slidе with berettas and macs
gmg money, that’s rеal deal racks
i’ma drill, don’t give a fly, n~gga, these not sacks
my ex~b~tch boyfriend soundcloud wack
but i went to soundcloud, check out my stats
twenty bands up in a week, no cap
up in belize, movie’ tact
you lift them sleeves, no mac
i hit that b~tch from the back of the back
smokin’ on za, no block, that’s wraps
if that boy want a feat’, you know i’m finna tax
ice on my neck like the water, no tap
yo, any man on lexington we head tap
that b~tch is a leg if she let you tap
i must be official, i hustle and rap
since 4, felt like johnny, i slide with a gat
b~tch, i’m with jono, we back, and we better
i’m mr. hop out the spot with berettas
i feel like cam, walk up to a bank teller
i f~cked a b~tch that live up in elland
and that b~tch a leg, and on god, you can’t tell her
she know i’m a g, not talking’ bout reller
f~ckin’ his hearing, now he helen keller
f~ckin’ his b~tch, can’t make up my head up
f~ckin’ his b~tch, sayin’, “i got her wetter”
rockin’ the moncler in any weather
latina b~tch, and her name isabela
feel like b lovee, slide with 30s and be’ttas
[chorus: jonoftf]
b~tch, don’t speak on sh~t you don’t know (huh)
b~tch, i went up on my own, man, f~ck that promo
said he wanted smoke, went to his crib, and he a no~show
rockin’ number (n)ine, holes in my shirt, like i’m a hobo
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