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letra de macaroni time - jay5ive

[intro]
grah grah
said she like my gun, buck buck
lil’ b-tch tryna have my son, buck buck
spvtnik
grah grah boom, n-gga
free dot, free naz
rackz, rackz, rackz
ldot!

[chorus]
spinnin’ blocks, but you already know this
name a gun that jay5ive wasn’t totin’
bend back around, put the beam on his bronem
bro in the paint tryna ball like derozan
uppin’ on who? he better blow it
’cause i’ll be the type make a f-ck n-gga focus
they can’t name a time where jay fever ain’t throwin’
i ain’t tryna hop out this v, it ain’t stolen
he get shot tryna play with my jet
they mentionin’ nay, they gettin’ me upset
like i ain’t the one that’s throwin’ out this tech
likе i ain’t the one who doin’ sh-t correct
ldotty, go tap your nеck
the wash n-ggas cryin’ ’cause you on that bench
n-ggas popped, like, show more than 10
i run up a check and spend it with my friends
[verse]
on the- on the bros, word to bro, i get gritty
she know who i am, keep tryna throw me kitty
go- go deeper, f-ck on her kidneys
she want me to sign a broom up on her titty
bro buggin’, bag off the stimmies
like, i’m gettin’ tired of wearin’ straight amiris
rackz buggin’, hittin’ 150
i cannot get caught, they already know i’m grippy
gun barkin’, trigger, it miss me
’cause it keep on askin’, “fever, could you fl!ck me?”
straight bussin’, b-tch, you won’t get me
’cause i’m in my thoughts, i’m thinkin’ about mini
start buggin’, this not a renty
like, this just the v, you hop out or get busy
she frontin’, she know the vibes
and she gon’ f-ck me even if i miss you
on the block with the jets, gotta fly that
we don’t backtrack, we do not sidetrack
if he miss that, he cannot hide that
and bro got his back, he tryna go apply that
i’m the type who won’t ask where the ride at
don’t you ask ’bout a b-tch, i’m inside that
know a block who cannot get they guys back
they ain’t never the type to go and ask where 5ive at
i was on blocks, i ain’t need a tutor, word to my deads i did not need a torment
ain’t need n0body to teach me to shoot, word to my deads, i was outside performin’
talkin’ ’bout high school, sh-t gettin’ borin’
like, i got a passion for fl!ckin’ out the foreign
they ain’t give me umbrellas or hugs when it’s stormin’
jay5ive tellin’ fever “ain’t n0body fallin'”
on the block with the gun in my backpack
put the g to his face and ask him where the bag at
yellin’ out “ewok”, where the makks at?
the first to say it back the first to be a hashtag
where the plugs at? where the stash at?
i don’t care if it’s fetty, brodie better grab that
and them opp n-ggas, n-ggas mad fast
so don’t bring ’em up ’cause n-ggas doin’ mad bad
[chorus]
spinnin’ blocks, but you already know this
name a gun that jay5ive wasn’t totin’
bend back around, put the beam on his bronem
bro in the paint tryna ball like derozan
uppin on who? he better blow it
’cause i’ll be the type make a f-ck n-gga focus
they can’t name a time where jay fever ain’t throwin’
i ain’t tryna hop out this v, it ain’t stolen
he get shot tryna play with my jet
they mentionin’ nay, they gettin’ me upset
like i ain’t the one that’s throwin’ out this tech
like i ain’t the one who doin’ sh-t correct
ldotty, go tap your neck
the wash n-ggas cryin’ ’cause you on that bench
n-ggas popped, like, show more than 10
i run up a check and spend it with my friends

[outro]
buck buck
said she like my, buck buck
buck buck

- jay5ive

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