lirik lagu tay keith & lil juice – no hymn
[intro: lil juice]
suwoo
suwoo
suwoo
(tay keith, f~ck these n~ggas up)
[verse: lil juice]
ooh, ooh, watch how i drip (ooh, ooh)
ooh, ooh, fully loaded clip (ooh)
i f~cked on that b~tch and i made her suck d~ck (f~cked that lil’ b~tch)
i stayed down in that trap and you know i got rich (ha)
they threw dirt on my name, i’m not havin’ that sh~t (dirt on my name)
i’m a king, young n~gga, i’m immaculate (i’m a king)
mallet on me, got that talent on me, so you know i’m packin’ (huh, huh)
check the tracking number, gotta get that package
these n~ggas is f~ggots, i’m fly like aladdin (f~ggots)
i just made a jugg, he came all the way from gatlon (jugg, jugg)
i’m hoggin’ the ball, h~ll nah, i ain’t passin’ (hoggin’ the ball)
these n~ggas giraffin’
young n~gga ball like a raptor (ball)
b~tch, i’m jurassic
these n~ggas just actors
put a n~gga in a closed casket
i’m in orlando like the magic (yeah)
b~tch, i ain’t cappin’, you know i have it
you n~ggas just talkin’, n~ggas just barkin’
i’m in the booth with a fully loaded cartridge
remember them days i wasn’t the smartest
i’m a trapped out recording artist
new pack, it smell like it just farted
you havin’ no money, you havin’ a shortage
that jugg i just made, it could pay your mortgage
i’m givin’ that water, i’m sharp like a swordfish
these n~ggas be talkin’, but how come you walkin’?
i hop in that jag, b~tch, i push to start it
i’m poppin’ them pills, b~tch, where the narc is?
i pulled out that glock, that f~ck n~gga sharted
i stay with them k!llers, b~tch, i’m arm guarded
i heard of juice wrld, but lil juice the hardest
i don’t got to write, lil’ b~tch, i’m r~t~rded
i hop in that booth and then straight to the market
baby, don’t trip, i’ll be there in the morning
i pop me a perc ’cause i know that you h~rny
i sellin’ them flowers, my sh~t is assorted
f~ck your house phone, my trap cordless
k!ll a n~gga like he should’ve been aborted
b~tch, i’m the greatest, i should be awarded
i’m runnin’ this sh~t, b~tch, i should’ve been a warden
all these new n~ggas borin’
she got that white on her nose like she h~rny
ain’t bangin’ a [?], but b~tch, i’m a [?]
big b’s, these n~ggas got me bored
and f~ck is you hatin’ for? b~tch, i wanted more
k!ll this whole thing, n~gga, f~ck a chorus
and she eat this whole d~ck, b~tch, i’m hittin’ her vocal cords
and i hop in that jag, b~tch, i don’t rock no honda accord
yeah b~tch, i’m the king of the jungle, i feel like i’m george
oh~oh, i got this whole screamin’, i’m f~ckin’ this wh0re
b~tch, i’m poppin’ that molly, i’m not with the norm
and shoutout my big homie, he just bought a foreign
i keep my head up ’cause i know where we goin’
my put ice on my neck and my wrist was just snowin’
got so many packs, they think that i’m growin’
but back in the day i was robbin’ them boys
this sh~t can get childish, i stay with the toys
i shoot a f~ck n~gga, let the bodies hit the floor
knock, knock, that’s a jugg at the door
back in the day my zips was twenty~four
out here finessin’ like an arab store
i don’t give two f~cks about a b~tch
if rap don’t work, i’m back to hittin’ l!cks
impressin’ that b~tch, just look at my kicks
you f~ckin’ them junkies, you n~ggas is sick
ice on my middle finger and my f~ckin’ wrist
f~ck you, that’s gon’ cost you a brick
timbuktu, i’m high as sh~t
[?], b~tch, you know how i drip
[?] with the bl!ck
young god, but i’m as evil as it gets
but it’s triple seven, not a triple six
you servin’ knicks like you play for new york
young trap n~gga, i’m scared to go to court
you want the buck or the gas, either or
you ain’t spendin’ good, f~ck up out my store
lyin’ on me like the diamonds roar
i shoot like a movie, it’s rated r, blood and gore
young n~gga versatile like the fantastic four
she give me all brain like a f~ckin’ dork
b~tch, i’m a savage, i shoot up your mama house
i stay with that gl!ck, f~ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
i feel like nick cannon, i be wildin’ out
post on your hood, i got my young n~ggas hoppin’ out
caught you without the strap, why you ain’t talkin’ now?
this ain’t no dj, uh, you ain’t walkin’ out
n~ggas is trash, i’m takin’ the garbage out
he thought he was gangsta, but n~ggas done called him out
these n~ggas ain’t like me, [?], no pisces
cleanin’ them dishes, n~ggas, i’m icy
he just wanna shoot, he don’t wanna fight me
if i go to jail, b~tch, would you write me?
hundred band jugg, n~gga, i’m pricey
i got the strap on me, like i’m dyking
how you got no hook but you hiking?
n~gga, i’m climbing
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