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letra de state jumpin - bobbynicee

[intro]
n-gga just missed court today
(gang,gang,gang)
f-ck that sh-t, f-ck 12
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[chorus: bobbynicee]
wait, i do the dash, i’m skippin’ states
n-gga tryna run up, hit him in his face
screamin’ f-ck 12, runnin’ from the jakes
i got the bands, put it in the safe
say you got gas, that sh-t is laced
i pull a opp b-tch with a face
i bust a nut b-tch, how it taste?
yeah her -ss fat, but that sh-t fake
i do the dash, yeah i do the race
n-gga tryna run up, hit him in his face
screamin’ f-ck 12, runnin’ from the jakes
i got the bands, put it in the safe
say you got gas, that sh-t is laced
i pull a opp b-tch with a face
i bust a nut b-tch, how it taste?
yeah her -ss fat, but that sh-t is fake

[verse 1: lil nza]
i dont sip no drop, so a n-gga ain’t coughing
i just got the drop from my shooter he bussin’
me and nicee k!ll that n-gga with no precaution
run up with a mop, put that b-tch boy in a coffin
he say he got what i need, then i’m takin’ it off him
man i been juggin’ these plugs, this stick ain’t got no offer
i just took your whole job, you can’t eat, are you starvin’?
i’m with bobby, we bendin’ the l!cks, like we saucin’

[verse 2: bobbynicee]
whether it is, we bendin’ it in the back of the store
n-gga tryna run up, smoke him like a boat
i keep a tool 4, like i’m kobe
gotta spin his plug, yeah his name is tony
say you want beef n-gga, you belony
look at your diamonds, yeah them sh-t is phony
look at my diamonds, yeah them sh-t is frozen
got a foreign whip, but that sh-t is stolen

[chorus: bobbynicee]
i do the dash, i’m skippin’ states
n-gga tryna run up, hit him in his face
screamin’ f-ck 12, runnin’ from the jakes
i got the bands, put it in the safe
say you got gas, that sh-t is laced
i pull a opp b-tch with a face
i bust a nut b-tch, how it taste?
yeah her -ss fat, but that sh-t fake
i do the dash, yeah i do the race
n-gga tryna run up, hit him in his face
screamin’ f-ck 12, runnin’ from the jakes
i got the bands, put it in the safe
say you got gas, that sh-t is laced
i pull a opp b-tch with a face
i bust a nut b-tch, how it taste?
yeah her -ss fat, but that sh-t is fake

[verse 3: bugszy citglo]
i’m in the field, and i’m playin’ for chiefs
oh he tryna run, hollows hit his t–th
i’m sippin’ that wock, it put me to sleep
when i’m of a beam, i go super saiyan 3
i got the cose n-gga, i’m a chief
he thought it was dirty, i sold him some clean
my shooters got good aim, hit him in his bean
i’m runnin’ through o.t, we over in lee
he say he the plug, that n-gga lie
this 40. gon’ bake a n-gga like a pie
i need my money blue like the sky
you reach for my chain, your -ss gon’ die
i’m on the 8 with howie and don
oh yeah, i put him in a box like fries
you know we saw, somebody gon’ die
my shooters gon’ pop out, they come out the sky

[verse 4: dee aura]
psh, psh, huh, slide
b-tch with the gas, i’m tryna get high
i’m in the spot, i’mma give it a try
boys in the hood, we shoot at your spine
you is a b-tch, say it in your face
i’m up in the trap house, wippin’ some cake
hopscotch n-gga, finna skip a state
it stay f-ck 12 n-gga f-ck the case
i’m young, got money, n-ggas thinks i’m drake
back in the trap house, f-ck a fase
we in the straight cold, tryna race
ice cube, i ain’t had a long day
c-note, i be just takin’ your cash like a casino
beat up two n-ggas together, for g though
ain’t no percs, we smokin’ on weed though
lookin’ for rilla, ain’t lookin’ for nemo
i’m not a skater, i got a moreno
suck on my d-ck, that b-tch a mosquito
i got on vlone, it’s orange like cheetos
coutin up c-notes

- bobbynicee

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