letra de junkie money - bak jay
[intro]
he couldn’t jump the gate, uh
tried to run, but he couldn’t jump the gate
uh, uh, ain’t spin this way
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout spinnin’, ain’t spinned this way
heard his ass tried to spin, ain’t, ain’t—
[chorus]
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout spinnin’, ain’t spinned this way
heard his ass tried to run, but he couldn’t jump the gate
we puttin’ switches on all of our dracs
that b-tch sound like a boom, i just let that b-tch break
knew he was scared, seen it all in his face
they don’t know where i’m at, probably thuggin’ with yae
you can try to take off, but ain’t gettin’ away
n-ggas all on her phone with my d-ck in her face
[verse]
d-ck in my mouth, but you takin’ her out
we on your neck, we ain’t waitin’ for routes
actin’ tough with the gang, finna see what he ’bout
wanna spеak on my name, finna give him some clout
n-ggas know how i gеt, ain’t no reason to cap
when she give me a hug, she be feelin’ the strap
got the glock in my hand, like the way they adapt
i be ridin’ with dougz, got the dracs in our lap
buddy ass would’ve died if my gun ain’t jam
he was prayin’ to god that i ain’t blow him down (he was prayin’)
i’ll leave a b-tch sh-t-faced, red like a clown
everybody get quiet when the gang come around
hit his ass with an arp or a .223, just know that i’m totin’ the stick (a big-ass stick)
heard her talkin’ ’bout lovin’ me, ain’t no lovin’ me, i told you to eat this d-ck
eat it up, up, up
them k block n-ggas can get sent up
whole lotta hitters pull up in a truck
i got connections, you straight to the plug (straight to the plug)
he in the trap tryna carry him a dub, the bros outside tryna shoot up the club (brr)
whole lotta junkie money, uh
whole lotta junkie money, uh
[chorus]
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout spinnin’, ain’t spinned this way
heard his ass tried to run, but he couldn’t jump the gate (couldn’t jump)
we puttin’ switches on all of our dracs
that b-tch sound like a boom, i just let that b-tch break
knew he was scared, seen it all in his face
they don’t know where i’m at, probably thuggin’ with yae
you can try to take off, but ain’t gettin’ away
n-ggas all on her phone with my d-ck in her face (d-ck in her mouth, ah)
[outro]
ayy, whole lotta junkie money, uh, ayy
uh, uh, uh, whole lotta junkie money, uh
d-ck in her face, with my d-ck in her mouth
d-ck in my mouth, but you takin’ her out
bak
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