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[intro: jet neptune]
hey, hey, hey hold up
you listening to stolen valor radio baby
supporting the troops
the f-ckin’ red, white and blue baby
we getting this stack boy, i’m talkin-

[chorus 1: jet neptune]
out of this b-tch
out of this b-tch
i’m taking my ticket escaping i’m dipping i’m
out of this b-tch i’m
out of this b-tch
i’m running away and i’m making it quick like

ten-yard dash, wanna stay?
just sit tight
b-tch, wait for the thunder
i see the tank on horizon
he’s coming in close and guess what?
i’m going under (aye)

[verse 1: jet neptune]
they said get the racks up
i said get inflated, silver bullion
bullets stacked up
seeds down in my bas-m-nt

keep a rifle and my mag tucked
something’s coming wayward
you won’t see me when the black comes
buried and i’m patient b-tch

[verse 2: blood hole]
cape on my back so i feel like superman
coming out da lake like a snake, that’s my plan
hand grenade to the face, k!ll you where you stand
vaccine gang, money clan
we might take out your f-cking nan, aye

[chorus 2: jet neptune]
out of this b-tch
out of this b-tch
i’m taking my ticket escaping i’m dipping i’m
out of this b-tch i’m
out of this b-tch
i’m running away and i’m making it quick like

ten-yard dash, wanna stay?
just sit tight
aye, wait for the thunder
i see the tank on horizon
he’s coming in close and guess what?
i’m going under (aye)

[verse 3: blood hole]
grab the package then i dash
man’s a savage, you know dat
automatic on my lap
f-ck around, you might get clapped

it’s a war zone take your broad home
trap lifestyle, i’ve got four phones
shoot through clothes and your bones
and i’m p-ssed off just like hormones

[verse 4: jet neptune & blood hole]
tank tracks gripping gravel
welcome to my city mane
my nato helmet donning my apparel
(now i’m lit up like a)
cigarette and flicking embers right into your petrol tank
i’m gilbert grape
come snipe me and wipe me out with that rifle whiteboy (aye)
(-gra!)

zero dark thirty-clipping homies into coffins
camouflage i’m disappear-
i’m disappearing in the fauna
reappearing in the sauna
man i’m f-cking on your daughter
taking all that sh-t you bought her
rapping on me, i cause m-ss slaughter
(-gra!)

[chorus 3: jet neptune]
out of this b-tch
out of this b-tch
i’m taking my ticket escaping i’m dipping i’m
out of this b-tch i’m
out of this b-tch
i’m running away and i’m making it quick like

ten-yard dash, wanna stay?
just sit tight
aye, wait for the thunder

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