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letra de k-12 - jordxn

[intro: jordxn]
hey, hey, hey, yeah (yawn)
woah, hey (clears throat)
hey, hey, yeah, ayy

[chorus: jordxn]
not a n-gga messed with me b-tch k-12
i got a couple checks on me b-tch can’t u tell
my numbers goin up cause im raising h-ll
did you get my love letter did check the mail
don’t worry bout it u got a room checked in h-ll
put the p-ssy on a pedestal and f-cking fell

[verse 1: jordxn]
get out of my feelings i’m not a simp
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp
getting hot in here baby ‘gon check the temp
if he wanna see blood then we leave em him ‘cripped
don’t get it confused i am not a crip
and you ‘aimin at knees but we aim at lips
like 24/7 when i’m with yo b-tch
and if a f-ck n-gga ever push me to the limit
can’t see through my cup you dont know whats in it

sh-t i must be important my windows tinted
seats peanut b-tter playing my jams in it (skrrrt)
looking at the dash whats the d-mn limit (skrt skrt skrt skrt)
bout to do the dash going ham in it
put the pedal to metal i’m ‘slammin it
yeah i’m ‘slammin it
put the pedal to metal i’m ‘slammin it
[chorus: jordxn]
not a n-gga messed with me b-tch k-12
i got a couple checks on me b-tch can’t you tell
and my numbers goin up cause i’m raising h-ll
did you get my love letter did check the mail
don’t worry bout it u got a room checked in h-ll
put the p-ssy on a pedestal and f-cking fell
get out of my feelings i’m not a simp
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp

[verse 2: jordxn]
and its the same sh-t everyday
getting bands all day
hanging out with yo friends in the hall way
i was living in my head all day
now im filling up sh-t like a hallway
and yo b-tch flirt with me like all day
don’t try me n-gga
im up top but i ain’t’ the one
u n-ggas play games i dont play for fun
this sh-t not a game i dont play with guns
so if i pull this b-tch out better f-cking run
he put on god and put it on his son
got his life took in front of his father and his son
no warning shot we dont shoot to stop
no warning shot we shoot to drop
b-tch we shoot to drop
(shoot to drop, shoot to drop, shoot to drop)
[chorus: jordxn]
not a n-gga messed with me b-tch k-12
i got a couple checks on me b-tch can’t you tell
my numbers goin up cause i’m raising h-ll (raising h-ll)
did you get my love letter did check the mail (check the mail)
don’t worry bout it u got a room checked in h-ll (checked in h-ll)
put the p-ssy on a pedestal and f-cking fell (i fell for that)
get out of my feelings i am not a simp
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp(hey)
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp
get out of my feelings i’m not a simp
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp
(woah woah woah woah)
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp
my b-tches got b-tches feel like a pimp

- jordxn

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