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letra de if he knew me - jay5ive

[intro]
grah grah
grah
([?] spvtnik [?])
grah, grah grah
free dot, free
skrrrt!
grah, grah, grah grah
(rackz, rackz, rackz)

[chorus]
shoot poles, started jumpin’ out whips
baby girl like, “that wasn’t the plan”
n-ggas hatin’ on me since a jit
let ’em get me, like, i’ll be d-mned
won’t try me, put down his hands
walk down, put the gun to his mans
boy tellin’, takin’ a stand
straight felon, still let it blam
pat him down, already know he a p-ssy
too late, couldn’t throw on my hoodie
straight hits, could not be a rookie
he shot, got me on my bully
they watchin’, i know that they lookin’
it’s a beam on the gun i was pushin’
tryna get with jay5ive, but he couldn’t
wanna rob me, they say that he shouldn’t
[verse]
here’s a door, i let bro put his foot in
sh-t filthy, hatin’ the bookings
word on the street is they lookin’ for 5ive and it’s goin’ around they gon’ book him
in a stoley, don’t need to park it
he maybach, that’s why we parked him
me and bro two deep, where his guard went?
he was never a factor, known for doin’ sparkings
[?]
ain’t have a dollar, we starvin’
ain’t talkin’ cash, can’t bargain
one bedroom, eight deep in apartments
i gotta change up my garments
i’m sweatin’, brodie just partin’
got a gun, don’t boom, disarm him
how he gon’ flock if i’m known for chargin’?
i’m shinin’, she want some [?]
she keep sayin’ i’m him and i’m charmin’
shoot 3’s on blocks, james harden
try to line me, i’m flockin’ her darling
fly as h-ll, so that’s why they salute me
bro ock, he flare with his kufi
walk downs, we shoot ’em, make movies
new beanie, i flocked him in louis
i been doin’ this fly sh-t with gucci
sh-t switched, bought every ksubi’s
purple brand, like i bought a few jeans
throw on amiri, she givin’ me coochie
they blitzin’, they playin’ 2-3
we blitzin’, bro got a uzi
we spinnin’, who finna shoot me?
he wouldn’t dare to push up if he knew me
[chorus]
shoot poles, started jumpin’ out whips
baby girl like, “that wasn’t the plan”
n-ggas hatin’ on me since a jit
let ’em get me, like, i’ll be d-mned
won’t try me, put down his hands
walk down, put the gun to his mans
boy tellin’, takin’ a stand
straight felon, still let it blam
pat him down, already know he a p-ssy
too late, couldn’t throw on my hoodie
straight hits, could not be a rookie
he shot, got me on my bully
they watchin’, i know that they lookin’
it’s a beam on the gun i was pushin’
tryna get with jay5ive, but he couldn’t
wanna rob me, they say that he shouldn’t

- jay5ive

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