letra de blick - lrn jay
[tay verse 1]
i got 30 shots and plus some more i got a hunnid glocks
i got drums and sticks can’t go nowhere without my f-cking bl!ck
he just like to tweet ain’t really bout it he know i got that heat
i think she getting mad starting notice i don’t never f-ck
ice thats on my neck run up a check can you feel that breeze
i’m gone wipe his nose just waiting for his stupid -ss to sneeze
i got a hunnid racks thats in my pockets look like spoiled cheese
every time she see me she get wet she can’t stay off her knees
i can do a show and get a bag what the f-ck you doing
i dont like to talk ain’t with the acting so let’s get into it
he said he gone run up im just waiting p-ssy boy come do it
now i’m probably the youngest to get a pack i always f-cking move it
[jay verse 1]
that n-gga talk sh-t but he ain’t tuff
put the glock to his mouth that n-gga stuck
glock with a beam turn his -ss to dust
iona think about the past cause now i’m up
young n-gga in his bag like 50 up
put a bag on his head like 50 something
i see a check i run it up
you say you want smoke not tuff enough
i see she bad i talk my stuff
i see you mad not mad enough
i keep my glizzy you up for what
i remember them days we ain’t have enough
pull up to the stores no tags or what
i see you n-ggas really mad enough
i see my b-tch she bad or what
i see my bag that’s cash or what
[outro]
gang
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