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letra de no jumper - babytron

[intro]
ayo, mark a
yeah
you missing clutch shots in the, bit-, i mean, hold on
yeah, huh, yeah

[verse]
you missing free shots in the clutch, you like paul george
b-tch tugging on my d-ck, i told her, “bae, it’s all yours”
turn my bully on her, get to shooting, i’m a small forward
she been eating d-ck for seven hours, d-mn, my b-lls sore
linked up with mark, every time i do that it’s a classic
scoring champ, pulled the mac-11 out and hit his basket
sh-ttyboyz, we on the lodge tryna see who whip the fastest
coach always knew i was a shooter, brought that b-tch to practice
three-point challenge, me and gang pulling up from deep
dee said, “it’s pape on the floor, pull up on the east”
i’m with h-llhounds, think my bullies need a leash
like it’s hail out, chain water, f-ck a jesus piece
f-ck, i’m losing balance off this zaza
7.62s, .223s for the rara
magician with the visas, take the one-on-one and voilà
pretty b-tch ain’t got a chest, i had to buy her tatas
wockyana in the mountain dew, it’s a baja smash
on-court coach but right now, no, i’m not gon’ pass
caught a corn at the movies and we popped his ass
thinking with his d-ck? two hoes finna lob his ass
huh, up top, where he finna go
tron stockton, see the mailman, that’s a give-and-go
28 amiris, 40k, left me pigeon toed
three hundred blackouts like a brush, they’ll twist his ‘fro
my salon is cutting bangs while i bust juggs
blowing turtle pie on no jumper, it was f-ck drugs
thinking that y’all deep? get that seven-seater crunched up
brodie want revenge, got a glocky, better tuck some
[?] put ’em out, someone put him in an ash tray
something like i’m jordan, i’ma win it in my last game
getting famous, some stayed cool, the other half changed
smart b-tch gave me top and left with a half brain
diving out the whip, shooting silent like i’m max payne
doggy upping 20k, it somebody tax day
f-ck some p-ssy and some beef, i’m finna jack chase
f-ck some crab and some lobster, finna have steak
f-ck a taser, f-ck a glocky, i’ma grab k
test tube freezing, cooking fire, it’s a lab day
mvp like, sh-t, what the stats say?
b-tch talking ’bout a ring? can never get my last name
b-tch talking ’bout a ring? ain’t worth a gram of wedding cake
in a widebody, finna go so fast the pedal break
it’s f-cked up i had to scam to elevate
it’s f-cked up you still worried ’bout the hoes instead of pape
it’s f-cked up, i’m f-cked up off the forty-two
four thousand dollar fit, b-tch, that’s like forty blues
looking for some coffee cups, i’m in tim hortons blew
if i walk in with my chain, she gon’ more than choose
huh, swear to god you gon’ more than lose
crib big as h-ll, i don’t think you could afford a room
2002 whip you in, you can’t afford a zoom
thousand dollar cup, act rude? get it poured on you
[outro]
huh, ayy, sh-ttyboyz
ayo, mark a
ayy, sh-ttyboyz

- babytron

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