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letra de solid - jaey kilo

(pipe that sh-t up, tnt)
(mike made the 808’s)
i wasn’t gon’ use these for this one
but it’s straight we could do that
yeah

i ain’t see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time
phone off, i just lost my keys, and my right mind
they already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine
do it on my own, trying to f-ck with me, risk your lifeline
i don’t entertain the f-ckery, i’m grown, i make cash plays
every day’s a bad day, but i don’t let it crash me
i’m solid as they come, don’t recommend you try to flag me
b-tch don’t try to bag jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed

i’m in thе car, gone on the road, i ain’t been home in days
running thе streets, letting it spark, bro doing home invades
he on the east, trying to lay low, staying where no one stays
and his lil’ n-ggas been stepping on sh-t, they wildin’ and blowing k’s
and me, well, i been on all of that
b-tch called, i ignored, ain’t called her back
my temper to short, ain’t tall for that
real street n-gga yeah, i’m falling back
i say some, bet i do that
pull up surprise, like who that ?
stimulus check, bought new straps
can’t wait for a reason, to shoot that, ooo
i’m with that sh-t they rapping about, you could pull my jacket yeah
ask around ’bout bcg-gmk, we known to clap it yeah
i ain’t talking ‘bout no ho’s, when i say i got a ratchet (yeah-yeah)
“power move-no genre” give us some time, and we’ll be massive yeah
learn areas, then bit blocks
escape route set, he get shot
that girl shaking ass, on tik-tok
she ain’t mines i don’t know her, get lost
i didn’t just f-ck, i made love to her
don’t treat her wrong, i thug to her
i’m in the back, giving drugs to her
say f-ck four-five, they ducks to her
i ain’t see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time
phone off, i just lost my keys, and my right mind
they already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine
do it on my own, trying to f-ck with me, risk your lifeline
i don’t entertain the f-ckery, i’m grown, i make cash plays
every day’s a bad day, but i don’t let it crash me
i’m solid as they come, don’t recommend you try to flag me
b-tch don’t try to bag jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed

break into your crib, just like mr. claus
take the values out that b-tch, like it’s a synagogue
n-ggas b-tches, couple years they’ll hit menopause
we gon’ go and hit ‘em first, and we’ll hit ‘em hard
let you look into my eyes, i do not wear sunglasses
running to the money, i do not go run past it
i got good aim, i ain’t tooken gun classes
n-gga i take back roads, ain’t no sun passes
ain’t no vouchers, all us really verified
put in work officially, so we gon’ wear our stripes
n-ggas p-ssy always in the crib, and scared outside
we keep tools on us, lil’ more then pair of pliers
chiko black still wipe your nose, and he a family man
send him to the coroner, let them examine him
von ain’t never worked a job, but had put in work
so f-ck with any one of us, and you get put in dirt, yeah
i ain’t see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time
phone off, i just lost my keys, and my right mind
they already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine
do it on my own, trying to f-ck with me, risk your lifeline
i don’t entertain the f-ckery, i’m grown, i make cash plays
every day’s a bad day, but i don’t let it crash me
i’m solid as they come, don’t recommend you try to flag me
b-tch don’t try to bag jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed

- jaey kilo

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