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i'm on shxt - baby jamo lyrics

[intro]
[?]
uh, let me do it over, keep that sh*t man, on ahk
[?], excuse me, excuse me
(run it up grim, hahahahahaha)
hey free giz, excuse me on ahk
let’s go (this is petro gang)

[chorus]
young paid & full won’t stop ’til i’m full
get me some fast sh*t change the [?] b*tch on the highway b*tch it’s blowing
nah i ain’t worried ’bout no b*tch i’m getting this sh*t off n*gga i know that they going
wait [?] the feds they get behind me on ahk they said i’m going
yeah, and n*gga i’m gordon
free car riding i’m fishing the city i’m pushing this b*tch you know it’s from florida
long live glock they might be safe i f*ck with lil’ dan he from up the border
ruth chris meals that sh*t still cheap
your b*tch shе hungry she going out with me
serving thеse bags i might just hand and hand i make me a quick little twenty piece

[verse]
n*gga i’m in the streets i do this rap sh*t ain’t no n*gga in front of me
n*ggas be praying and wishing they [?]
they really becoming it
n*gga i’m watching for feds i’m watching for opps i know it’s a hundred on me
n*gga i’m taking them profit i’m taking this product n*gga he think that he fronting me
n*gga i’m sliding that motherf*cking ‘vette, n*gga i’m sliding that motherf*cking chop
n*gga i came from miami [?] i brought this b*tch on the block
yeah, n*gga i’m [?] on ahk i got some heart
man them n*ggas gassed him up just ‘fore his ass get torn apart
ride with that switch and got caught with that switch
and i’m f*cking with shine i ain’t f*cking with bliss
i’m watching for jumpers they know that they blitz
i’m up on that hill just toting some bl!cks
i was bumping that drac’, i was bumping that drac’ up the heights with no kick
n*gga he broke he act like he don’t want no money his ass he can’t be fixed
i’m wearing this christian i pray to allah
got up in the [?] turned the kn*b
go on the north we doubling back on double back we drop a bomb
ain’t f*cking their b*tches i know that they crummy they tryna eat d*ck and i know that they hungry
i’m f*cking with winter i’m f*cking with summer the jumpers they blitzing they know how i’m coming
[chorus]
young paid & full won’t stop ’til i’m full
get me some fast sh*t change the [?] b*tch on the highway b*tch it’s blowing
nah i ain’t worried ’bout no b*tch i’m getting this sh*t off n*gga i know that they going
wait [?] the feds they get behind me on ahk they said i’m going
yeah, and n*gga i’m gordon
free car riding i’m fishing the city i’m pushing this b*tch you know it’s from florida
long live glock they might be safe i f*ck with lil’ dan he from up the border (long live glock, hey dan)
ruth chris meals that sh*t still cheap
your b*tch she hungry she going out with me
serving these bags i might just hand and hand i make me a quick little twenty piece

[outro]
i take your b*tch she going out with me
might [?] or, man we might go to mcdonald’s i ain’t even gon’ lie to you
lil’ b*tch she cheap
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go let’s go

- baby jamo lyrics

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