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no chorus - casino jizzle lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy (chill, chill, chill)
ayy, aaron, uh
this joint right here ain’t got no chorus
i’m just— i’m goin’ straight in (chill)
go’n ‘head (chill, chill, chill)
uh

[verse]
what’s*his*name know not to come outside like he on punishment (you, boy)
that sh*t common sense, don’t ever ask me who i’m comin’ with (what? huh?)
only thing you see me ask a b*tch for is her honesty (just that)
my lil’ b*tch said i’m gettin’ fat, i took that as a compliment
safe to say i’m eatin’ good after eatin’ nothin’ but honey, told me (bankroll)
f*ck your n*gga, he ain’t shoppin’ too, don’t even come with homie
timber, draco with the wood, it got some lumber on it (boom, boom)
30 on me, somethin’ like steph, lil vo look like klay thompson, don’t it?
everybody swear they gangstеr, so of course they want that gangster sh*t (jizzlе baby)
’til they on they back with suit and ties and matching handkerchief (woah)
thankful for whoever we can catch, don’t be the main event (yeah, you)
i was f*ckin’ cyn ‘nem for the drop, a lil’ entanglement (okay)
i can’t stop at red lights (uh*uh), that’s too much like med lights (duh)
beam up on the glizzy, know you dead if you see red, right?
i can’t stop at red lights, that’s too much like med lights
beam up on the glizzy, know you dead if you see— ayy
somethin’ like basketball, we slam on n*ggas, they get posterized (woah)
we just slid in cg hood, just hope 12 ain’t get notified (oops)
it’s like all the b*tch*made n*ggas the ones get glorified (they do, though)
it’s like all the cute*ass b*tches got a lil’ ho inside (huh?)
how i know? ’cause i done tried ’em (duh)
n*ggas see me, try to hide ’em (duh)
n*ggas see me, get to hidin’ (what?)
my lil’ n*gga joe biden (woah)
my n*gga ‘nem four timin’ (duh)
‘bow for ‘bow, but up off rhymin’ (hah)
cut*off notice, n*ggas cut off
this sh*t here like perfect timing (okay)
what level your gangster on? (huh?), seems to me, your gangster gone (it’s gone?)
them n*ggas with you really ain’t on sh*t (nope), you should’ve came alone (duh)
i don’t bump you cappers, i can’t lie, i can’t even name a song
i can be a rapper, yeah, that’s cool, i just can’t be a ho (no cap)
2021, but i been nominated ceo (gang)
you ain’t f*ckin’ a boss, then he can’t see her, you can see the door (neutron)
when it come to lil’ one, i ain’t gon’ lie, you goin’ feet below (down there)
sherrif office know i get a bond, i won’t even see a floor (on god)
i get high until i’m paranoid, i get to seein’ ghosts (woah)
probably just a dead*ass boy, some sh*t i shouldn’t’ve smoked (woah)
he got hit up, we got mad as f*ck when he still made a post (on god)
we thought that lil’ boy was outta here, but nah, he made it, though (ah)
popped a five, twenty*three, i been high since like 3:25 (i’m high as f*ck)
cuz got a glock 23, he clutch from sunset to sunrise (no cap)
n*ggas grow up and get nuts, is that? okay, no need to hide (okay then)
you know it’s you or me, get caught lackin’, catch one between the eyes (boom, boom)
[outro]
yeah, between the eyes, between the ears, above the nose
anywhere
wherever you want (n*gga), you dig?
sh*t, just pick from ’em, n*gga
don’t choose your legs or foot, n*gga, you know? (hey)
i can’t stop at red lights, that’s too much like med lights
beam up on the glizzy, know you dead if you see—
i can’t stop at red lights, that’s too much like med lights
beam up on the glizzy, know you dead if you see— ayy

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