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letra de don't look like props - jackboy

[intro]
(ayy, cameron, you the man now)
(jai beats on the track, boy)

[chorus]
walked out of jail, i told ’em they can keep my property
this sh-t give you bad luck, i can’t take none of this sh-t out with me
walked out of jail fresh to death, b-tch, that’s a felony
how shawty wanna cuff a g you would’ve thought she was arresting
extensions on my glock i’m out hunting after the opp
i’m not taking pictures with guns ’cause these b-tches don’t look like props
now n-ggas really get shot, they end up somewhere dead
send them zoes after your top, told ’em bring me that n-gga head

[verse]
i send them zoes after your body, told ’em sn-tch that n-gga soul
he’ll do it for the bread even though he still on parole
ain’t never been a ho, he on go when it’s time to shoot
i grew up around k!llers, ain’t have to go and recruit
i grew up around soldiers who bring pistols in the club
ain’t taking sh-t from me but we will give his addy slugs
my cup from the mud, my diamonds from the dirt
my n-gga off them drugs, he tweaking off the percs
he geeking out his body, you could get shot just for looking wrong
this .40 be the kryptonite for the n-ggas that think they super strong
this pistol take his power, have him begging like a coward
i ain’t never going for nothing, f-ck n-gga, i’m from broward
[chorus]
walked out of jail, i told ’em they can keep my property
this sh-t give you bad luck, i can’t take none of this sh-t out with me
walked out of jail fresh to death, b-tch, that’s a felony
how shawty wanna cuff a g you would’ve thought she was arresting
extensions on my glock i’m out hunting after the opp
i’m not taking pictures with guns ’cause these b-tches don’t look like props
now n-ggas really get shot, they end up somewhere dead
send them zoes after your top, told ’em bring me that n-gga head

- jackboy

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