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gravy - j90 & blac youngsta lyrics

[intro]
(tahj money)
(dmac on the f*ckin’ track)

[verse 1: j90]
brrt, pull a k behind cg, that’s somethin’ you can get shot for (k, k)
project baby, 4kg, that’s who i bought the watch for (who?)
n*gga’s name in paperwork, ain’t gang no more, he not us (he snitched)
n*gga’s rat, can’t hang no more, he gotta get his glock tucked (he b*tch)
threw a set in south memphis, this no cover gon’ pop up (it popped up)
i walked up close with that stick (brrt), b*tch (brrt, brrt), had you boxed up (i glocked ’em)
.380 glock, that b*tch fit in my pocket (brrt)
one in the head, up it and pop it
heavy camp, b*tch hold ’round my neck (ice), go with your move, don’t do it sloppy
if he dirt, where? posted in the lobby
lil’ b*tch, i tote, protеctin’ my body
57 ruger for the whole gang (brrt, brrt), shoot out in public, i’m stеppin’, i’m solid

[verse 2: blac youngsta]
shoot out in public, i’m steppin’, i’m solid (shoot, shoot)
catch you in the club, you get straight ‘fore you watch it (grrt)
you know me and gang, we ain’t with that time, rasta
we shoot your head off your body
i got all my opps hidin’ behind the sun, b*st*rd
they know that murder my hobby
all the old heads seem to think i’m done found ’em
’cause i jump out with that chopper
[verse 3: big30]
ayy, we smokin’ on opps, turnt sh*t to exotic (opps)
we smoked your lil’ brother (gas), turnt that boy to dope (blrrrd)
my n*ggas gon’ sn*tch your steel (sn*tch ’em), go hit your block, put sh*t in scope (blrrrd)
left stick, ’30 ate ’em how this four*nickel whole twenty*four (ayy, twenty*four)
they had through a kickback (blrrrd), shot the block up (ayy), we hit twenty*four (this sh*t for kobe)

[verse 4: j90]
put on for kobe, twenty*four (brrt, brrt)
no look past, give and go (give and go)
give a gag, gettin’ at his ho (ayy)
finesse his ass (i’m at his ho), he really slow (ayy, shoot)
welcome to what i established (brrt)
third ’cause i’m havin’ sh*t (brrt), me and g wop pull up clappin’ sh*t
cmg, heavy camp don’t f*ck with broke boys (no)
them n*ggas really ain’t havin’ sh*t
necklace thick, k mixin’ the boys with the girls (k), i call it beng*y (beng*y)
blac youngsta the sensei, karate kid go get ’em, them n*ggas been hatin’ (what he say?)
you talkin’ that k!ller sh*t, know you a b*tch, went to sleep in the top and got smoked ’bout that b*tch (smoked ’bout a ho)
smokin’ the zaza with too many chokers on (gang, ayy), choked in this sh*t
and you drive way snorted, now i’m the loaf in this sh*t
i*i got that drop on your b*tch
went in your phone when you ain’t took a sh*t
unloaded the clip, they got sh*t clipped (brrt)
i get you cheap for them chips that you saved
’cause your boy, a n*gga gravy (gravy)
i get you hit for a lil’ bit of paper, but still i’d rather save ’em
[verse 5: pooh shiesty]
everybody ’round me got switches (switches), pull up, hop out, we go crazy (blrrrd, blrrrd)
four hundred shots in one car (car), get caught, gon’ get knocked when i ate it (ate it)
all i know is slime sh*t daily, shot opps ’til my arms get lazy (slime, slime)
cge bust down this water ’round my neck (blrrrd), got me too wavy (blrrrd, big blrrrd)
ayy, for real, srt (skrrt), almost had lost control (ayy), caught it, i got the sk!ll
got shot, i was back out slidin’, the same night didn’t let in here (for real)
sh*ll catch, we haven’t heard this on our choppers in the field (for real)
bust sh*t, you crossed your head for meds, give up that wock’ or you gettin’ k!lled (k!lled, blrrrd)
boy, if i up, give up that kesha or get whacked (whacked)
when we slidin’, we just go 3d, work the front, i got the back (the back)
want a pound of what we smoke? that gon’ cost you ’bout seven racks (seven racks)
we had to hit on that boy plug ’til we turnt his ass to a pack (to a pack)

[outro: pooh shiesty]
blrrrd (ayy), blrrrd, blrrrd (big blrrrd), blrrrd
smoke a opp, blrrrd, blrrrd
big blrrrd, n*gga

- j90 blac youngsta lyrics

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