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lirik lagu jy baby - dragg

[intro]
uh, on god
frr, frr

[chorus]
they hittin my line like what you wan do
don’t act you’n see us b~tch you gotta clue
he say that we cool, we ain’t callin no truce (uh uh)
this .40 gon knock a n~gga out his shoe (br, br, br)
i f~ck wit them 1’s, i don’t f~ck wit them 2’s
i catch me a 9 he get hit with his crew
he get hit with his son, he get hit with his boo
i’m counting up my money im counting up blues

[verse 1]
he think a k!ller since he wanna diss
hop out the car him in his sh~t
100 sum shots hit the f~ckin whip
leg shot, hit him, make a n~gga limp
scotti a b~tch he never caught a hat
n~ggas forced him out the f~cking trap
n~ggas talking all they do is cap
how you a k!ller all you do is rap
i’m playing like kobe i came here to win
hop out the car hit him and his friend
glock automatic b~tch i change the pin
pull a carjackin b~tch i change the pin
all black, slidin’ in a f~ckin benz
f~ckin on her’ and i took the twin
bullets gon get him his f~ckin chin
hop out the car do his ass again’
[chorus]
they hittin my line like what you wan do
don’t act you’n see us b~tch you gotta clue
he say that we cool, we ain’t callin no truce (uh uh)
this .40 gon knock a n~gga out his shoe (br, br, br)
i f~ck wit them 1’s, i don’t f~ck wit them 2’s
i catch me a 9 he get hit with his crew
he get hit with his son, he get hit with his boo
i’m counting up my money im counting up blues

[verse 2]
how you a k!ller all you do is run? (all you do is run)
took his bread and his f~ckin gun (yeah)
he look up to me that n~gga my son
yeah i got bodies b~tch i got a ton
yeah, i wan fight run the f~ckin ones
i ain’t the 2 b~tch i’m the 1
n~ggas will switch while you in a drought
down on my d~ck yeah i made it out
that lil n~gga talkin out his mouth (mouth)
hop out the v, see what bout (about)
he tryna run up i’m leaving him stuck
you ain’t keepin it p, just keep it a buck
i’ma show him what he want he wanna be tuff (on god)
slide out the v’, make his ass duck
hop out the v yeah we shoot him up
can’t hear what you sayin i don’t give a f~ck
[chorus]
they hittin my line like what you wan do
don’t act you’n see us b~tch you gotta clue
he say that we cool, we ain’t callin no truce (uh uh)
this .40 gon knock a n~gga out his shoe (br, br, br)
i f~ck wit them 1’s, i don’t f~ck wit them 2’s
i catch me a 9 he get hit with his crew
he get hit with his son, he get hit with his boo
i’m counting up my money im counting up blues

[outro]
yeahh (stupid ass b~tch)
they thought i wasn’t gon come back huh?
they thought i wasn’t gon come back huh?
yeah aight n~gga
stupid ass b~tch
get yo money up, not your f~ckin funny up, stupid ass b~tch

- lirik lagu jy baby

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