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lirik lagu young crazy - shell jumping

[intro: young crazy]
ayy, crazo, d~mn
yeah

[verse 1: young crazy]
ayy, know how i’m comin’ with it
wafi bust down this piece, n~gga, come and get it
i’m ridin’ with ace in the bimmer like i’m money mitch
we the reason n~gga smoke his opp in the city (on god)
real norfolk city g.o.a.t., i need a billboard
i don’t even want a car, these boys’ll k!ll for it
trump gave away the money, how you still poor?
you brought all them d~mn guns and y’all still wh0res
why you shootin’ in the air, you tryna k!ll the lord?
play monopoly in these streets, we just fill the board
ayy, life a gamble, and i’m takin’ my chips on tour
and i wasn’t even lookin’ at the strippers, i tipped the floor
ayy, that boy actin’ too d~mn good, he denzel cousin
real k!llers, when i die, we gon’ let h~ll jump in
ayy, your lil’ gang walked in, it felt like 12 comin’
i feel like any man with t~~th’ll probably tell somethin’
b~tch, nah, i don’t sell nothin’
your woman crush just posted my song, now you air punchin’
she not a ten, when i f~cked her, i had smelled somethin’
so you won’t see me ’round that b~tch unless the mail comin’
[chorus: young crazy]
ayy, d~mn, we got the mail jumpin’
ayy, ayy, this that sh~t that get the jail jumpin’
n~gga, we just left the club and got the sh~ll jumpin’
n~gga play around this b~tch and we gon’ k!ll somethin’
ayy, d~mn, we got the mail jumpin’
ayy, ayy, this that sh~t that get the jail jumpin’
n~gga, we just left the club and got the sh~ll jumpin’
n~gga play around this b~tch and we gon’ k!ll somethin’

[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
these n~ggas playin’ with that pape’, then we gon’ drill somethin’
i just poured two sixes up, i call it twelve somethin’
had to wake up early morning ’cause the mail comin’
you a p~ssy, ain’t gon’ k!ll nothin’, he gon’ tell somethin’
two hundred thousand on my neck, yeah, it’s that ice show
that goofy muggin’ in the club, i let that pipe blow, ayy
real n~gga, keep it hundred just like white lows
thirty pokin’, i don’t f~ck with n~ggas just like white folks
and f~ck probation, if it’s up, then i’m gon’ spill somethin’
i gotta calm lil’ gang ‘nem down, they tryna k!ll somethin’
yeah, f~ck that instagram pape’, b~tch, we got real money
i’m the type of n~gga pour the lean ’til i don’t feel nothin’
shoot a n~gga in his head, now he can’t think for real
and i just popped two double stacks, now i can’t sleep for real
just count a half a ticket up, that’s off of weed and pills
f~ck them n~ggas, we be in the field ’cause you know we for real, gang (drank god)
[chorus: young crazy]
ayy, d~mn, we got the mail jumpin’
ayy, ayy, this that sh~t that get the jail jumpin’
n~gga, we just left the club and got the sh~ll jumpin’
n~gga play around this b~tch and we gon’ k!ll somethin’
ayy, d~mn, we got the mail jumpin’
ayy, ayy, this that sh~t that get the jail jumpin’
n~gga, we just left the club and got the sh~ll jumpin’
n~gga play around this b~tch and we gon’ k!ll somethin’

[outro: young crazy]
n~gga, meet me at the sh~ll, let’s do it proper, n~gga
any n~gga in my car, he down to pop a n~gga
lil’ bro by the gas pump with a chopper, n~gga
so you gon’ see some real fire, you try to rob a n~gga

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