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Sanatçı: Jay Loud

albüm: Fuck It


Being this is a .44 magnet,
With the most powerful handgun in the world,
It would blow your head clean off
If you had to ask yourself one question,
"Do I feel lucky?"
Well, do ya punk?
Aye
Bitch
Yeah, yeah
Uh
Okay, so look, look,
I-I'm not really with all that talking an' shit,
You feel me like,
I ain't with all that wudu water, and shit like that,
That water wudu,you feel me, 'cause, 'cause,
Bitch I'm a shooter,
And that's just how it is, facts
Facts n—, facts n—,
Deadass, uh
Forreal
Perfect
Lean got a n— rollin' just like dice
14 hours on a block, dirty nights
Clean than a bitch, but I grip dirty pipes
Shoot with my left, but I tote on the right
Up that blicky, you ain't puttin' up a fight
Yes, I'd kill him, it depends on the price
No cap n—, I earned my stripes
Talkin' but he really ain't 'bout that life
All that shit talkin' is for the birds
I'd leave a bitch n— straight on the curb
Glock like Usher, I let it burn
But he talk out the mouth, he gone get a turn
Comin' up, but I still wanna rob shit
Play stupid, I'm runnin' yo' pockets
Make a move and that's one of your socket
Get up close, and I bet he won't dodge it
Like PG when he play for the Pacers
Took that L, bounced back like a playa
Shawty look way damn better when she naked
Shawty wanna suck 'til I nut on baby
'Ready spiked two cups, I'm faded
Ion really give two fucks if you hatin'
Set two n— up and kidnap yo' baby
Up that smoke, you could get cremated
Ahh
Beat up that cat like a crash dummy
Take a bitch n— braid if my cash funny
Put the glock in his face, I'ma laugh on you
Hit a lick and I will hit the dash on you
Uh
Please bitch n— don't front your move
Catch a n— by himself, ion really need a crew
N— say he wanna fight, hit him wit' a one, two
Big .45 knock his ass out his shoes
Lean got a n— rollin' just like dice
14 hours on a block, dirty nights
Clean than a bitch, but I grip dirty pipes
Shoot with my left, but I tote on the right
Up that blicky, you ain't puttin' up a fight
Yes, I'd kill him, it depends on the price
No cap n—, I earned my stripes
Talkin' but he really ain't 'bout that life
N— snitchin' on the gang like 6ix9ine
N—, tweakin' boy he prolly sniffin' like six lines
Catch a opp, we gone shoot him like six times
N— think I ain't gone make it, I'm keep mine
Bitch I'ma shine like a chandelier
Get the fuck out my circle, bitch you a square
Got a lil thick bitch tryna rub on my hair
Take his main bitch, I know he prolly think it ain't fair
Haha
Lean got a n— rollin' just like dice
14 hours on a block, dirty nights
Clean than a bitch, but I grip dirty pipes
Shoot with my left, but I tote on the right
Up that blicky, you ain't puttin' up a fight
Yes, I'd kill him, it depends on the price
No cap n—, I earned my stripes
Talkin' but he really ain't 'bout that life
Bitch
Woah
Okay, okay
One time, one time
Feel me, know what I'm saying
N— Jay Loud in da cut, n—
N— fuck how you feelin' n—
Fuck your momma, fuck your daddy n—,
Fuck yo' sister, and fuck all o' them
Bitch

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