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letra de again - lil jairmy

[intro]
told ’em
i pull up now
i pull up now (can’t rush the vibe, rando)
you know what?

[chorus]
i swear i’ll never f-ck that b-tch again
i’ll never make a p-ssy-ass n-gga rich again
don’t play no games about that money, n-gga, i’m going in
i never walk up in that show without my f&n (hmm)
i’m tryna tell ’em, yeah

[verse]
i run with k!llers, certified murderers
we the ones who get busy with them switches, y’all ain’t heard of ’em
choppas hit his whip, turn a hard top to a convertible
they gon’ call when they done swervin’ ’em
catch up with him, hit him, see if he survived like lil reese
i got three bracelеts on my wrist, cost thirty thousand a piece
i got some facе for this young b-tch, she say my name was g eat
she say she faithful, i don’t blame her, keep that p-ssy for me
i give out facials, f-ck relations, give these hoes to the streets
i got bad b-tches tryna suck my soul as we speak
f-ck with me, i get him hit all in his back like he z
y’all have got to keep this sh-t street, don’t tell a soul when we speak
control a ho before i smile, just call my swagger unique
i’m not impressed by going platinum, i went platinum in the streets
i ain’t nothing like these rappers, they ain’t real trappers like me
b-tches say i’m havin’ fashion when i rock the white tee
two-hundred k on my medallion, n-gga, reach, he deceased
my side ho told me she don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (no n-gga f-cking with me, yeah)
my mom just told me she don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (ain’t no n-gga f-cking with me)
my main b-tch just told me (yeah, yeah) she don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (no n-gga f-cking with me)
when it come to moving these ‘bows (chill, chill, chill), i don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (no n-gga f-cking with me)
i’m ready to lose control (yeah, yeah), i don’t know why n-ggas f-cking with me (no n-gga’s f-cking with me)
getting back in that mode (yeah, hmm-mm), don’t know why n-ggas f-cking with me (why n-ggas f-cking with me)
come through kickin’ these doors (yeah), don’t no n-gga f-cking with me (these n-ggas ain’t f-cking with me)
when it come to whippin’ that bowl (uh-uh, uh-uh), i don’t know n-gga f-cking with me (no n-gga f-cking with me)
when it come to hittin’ these hoes (hoes, come on), don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (these n-ggas ain’t f-cking with me)
when it come to putting on clothes (come on, uh-uh), i don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (these n-ggas ain’t f-cking with me)
when it come to counting four doors (uh-uh, uh-uh), i don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (no n-gga i d ain’t f-cking with me)
when it come to ridin’ two door, i don’t know no n-gga f-cking with me (f-cking with me)
yeah, caught her in a rush, i hit the b-tch on the scene (i hit the b-tch on the scene)
i’m betting thousands on my habits (my habits), but i’ll lose racks if i bling (i’ll lose racks if i bling)
you know that heroin come in brown (d-mn), but her p-ssy was pink (that p-ssy was pink)
and you hear my cup, it take ’em down (yeah, it take ’em down)
like, what you put in this drink? (what you put in this drink?)
lil’ bougie b-tch think i’m a rasta (rasta) how i smoke up the leaves (how i smoke up the leaves)
i know the truth (the truth), ain’t none of these rappers (these rappers), but these choppas like me (only these choppas like me)
i got these n-ggas calling me big bro (big bro), n-ggas older than me (these n-ggas be older than me)
a half a million in medallions (yeah, yeah) when i rock the white tee (when i rock the white tee)
keep f-ckin’ hoes ’cause i remember my b-tch cheated on me
i was a star printer prince, y’all ain’t even see it on me
i told them n-ggas that thing i knew and they cut secrets on me (and they cut secrets on me)
bro, watch your mouth, ’cause she’ll blew up just for speaking on me (just for speaking on me)
n-ggas still ain’t caught up with who hit you up, she sound easy to me
f-ck watch, i went bought my b-tch two of ’em for believing in me
i’m under the floors, got weed, beans, and a whole lot of lean up in me
she like a demon in me, and i got a reason to be
i gotta shoutout martin luther lee ’cause he always had seen it in me
i gotta shoutout mo ’cause he had always seen it in me
n-ggas left me dead, ain’t help instead, that’s how i need it to be
and all that ho sh-t n-ggas said, they won’t repeat it to me
i swear

- lil jairmy

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