big 37th - baby jamo lyrics
[intro]
hey whiteboy
hey [?], hey tall, hey wall
let’s go, let’s go
free savage free giz free woah
free [?] free sd free savage free lil’ o
[verse]
nah i ain’t been up in that booth this sh*t jhi been a minute, uh
men just want me to stick to rapping yeah they saying “tall the ticket”
now that i’m focused i’m keeping it serious
p.o. on my d*ck i’m doing the right thing and she still gon’ carry me
feds get behind me then i’m doing like jeff off fast & furious
riding with ahk and we going out lax
catching them bags and we’ll be back and we getting them all come back with them racks
catching them flights, n*gga i’m good in my city i don’t f*ck with the [?], uh
ask about tall, spinning this [?] and having them racks in amiri, uh
[?] and [?] together yеah the city scared
[?] grown men in this car n*gga wе ain’t no kids, uh
n*gga we ain’t spinning, n*gga we getting them drops and putting ’em to bed, uh
n*gga it’s a fifty*percent chance n*gga you get up and live, uh
n*gga i’m stand over gang on ahk i really be bumping that drac’, uh
n*gga i’m shooting that micro not no mini or no k, go
free sd, yeah he a demon, n*gga he working that fully, go
n*gga we was bending on benning, hopping out cars we tryna get [?], uh
n*gga you know i’m a vet’, yeah i been spinning they calling me wall, uh
n*gga can’t stand up under this sh*t, n*gga i’m jhi too tall, uh
n*gga be [?] to them b*tches ’cause i’m jhi like balling, uh
n*gga catch you with that b*tch on ahk she tripping and falling, uh
n*gga that purple sh*t cheap, yeah that amiri me, uh
n*gga i ain’t going back and forth, ’bout no b*tch i’ma let you tweet
n*gga i don’t be on social media, n*gga on ahk i’m real on the streets
n*gga i catch him down bad n*gga i’m out miami i’m blowing my heater
n*gga i can go seven days straight amiri i got that cash
n*gga can’t die with this sh*t i bend in this sh*t and drop my motherf*cking mask, yeah
for real, dropping the mask it f*ck up the beat
i don’t f*ck with the b*tch she trying to eat me up she ain’t doing it right and she using her t**th
i fall in love with the b*tch she give me the head it’s better than throat goat nique
i f*ck from the back or i f*ck from the front on ahk i bet she grab them sheets
i knock on the headboard knock on the walls and i’m walking right in and she ball up her feet
i’m having this sh*t and i give her some money i look at it’s nothing she look at it sweet, uh
n*gga yeah i’m tall wall i’m back in f*cking action, uh
n*gga i don’t do no capping with no f*cking rapping, uh
n*gga i’m jhi like something i ran up some money that sh*t ain’t ’bout nothing, uh
n*gga we jhi like hunting we went on this move we was looking for [?]
pizzaface jhi like broke i’ma cashapp a hundred he need him some forces, uh
n*gga don’t hop in that car and i’m telling his men “don’t motherf*cking force it”
yeah that broke n*gga tight his birthday he wearing them purples and jordans, uh
n*gga we going out cali’ we grabbing them bags and we come back and score, uh
nah we just caught us a truckload plug say “n*gga it came in a [?]”
this sh*t jhi [?] we sell it for low
and sell it for high yeah you know how it go
let me catch, one of the men, popping that fent’ i tell them go spin
n*gga he acting like he jamming too much and i’m taking his gl!ck and i’m using that b*tch
n*gga i’m a motherf*cking vet’ i ain’t spinning no rips and i’m getting them drops, uh
he get me too mad n*gga i’m suiting up n*gga i’ma f*ck up his block, on ahk
go on the opp block f*cking with [?] and n*gga he know it’s a [?]
jlow n*gga, yeah he was active, go round the 1st and i’m f*cking with glock
keeping on shhh i know that they listen
them n*ggas be lying and rapping and tipping
and i ran up them blues and i’m feeling like nipsey, yeah
n*gga i was young i learned how to gamble and hustle
if i was doing time up out the feds, so i [?]
they say i’m my father ’cause n*gga i’m a man
i’m whipping my gun out you run up on tall
n*gga even if you a fan
i might just buy me a bust down cartier spend me a lil’ like eighteen bands
i might just bust down my neck to show ’em, n*gga i’m having this motherf*cking cash
n*gga i got my chain on and you reach to high might shoot your hand
i’m fox 5 gang i’m big 37th
n*gga i ain’t playing no youtube beefs they handing out conspiracies your sh*t in the jam
free lil’ wardy and free lilleek
got to stand on business and free sd
[?] the hill and i’m thugging with guap and we hopping in cars we tryna go creep ((this a anti beat) this is petro gang)
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