let me vent - jace! (iayze) lyrics
[intro]
(pew)
we gon’ hop out blastin’
we gon’ hop out blastin’
we gon’ hop out blastin’
we gon’ hop out blastin’
we gon’ hop out blastin’
we gon’ hop out blastin’
i’m ’bout to hop out blastin’
i’ma hop out fast
but i’ma hop out blastin’
she don’t want my ass
pull through, i’m smokin’ like gas
[verse 1]
range rove’, i just pulled up sildin’, but i’m fin’ get me another range rove’
i just pulled up stuntin’, but i’m fin’ go to the crib and change clothes
this ain’t no popular song if i don’t go hop on that b*tch and then cujo
you gon’ on, move on, you can ask your friends, baby, were they cool, though?
you gon’ on, move on, i’ma kick it with ela, keepin’ it cool, though, uh
cool, though, uh
[verse 2]
she got a lil’ broke*ass n*gga, i tell him, “kudos”
‘member i was off them xans, i crashed that beam’ and moved slow
i just might pull up and shoot at that n*gga, did i did it? n0body knows (uh)
i’m tryna stay out the way (uh)
please, the f*ck out my way (way)
b*tch, stop hittin’ my phone (uh)
i’m gettin’ tired of blockin’ hoes (what?)
i just pulled up in that thing (thing)
put that b*tch in rolls, ooh*ooh, ooh
she know i want a baby ’cause she want me (okay)
new b*tch, call the b*tch, “honey”
but we know that n*gga ain’t gettin’ no money
you can try to flex, but you n*ggas ain’t on it
talkin’ ’bout the bread and a n*gga been on it
i’m with ela and she love her father, ooh*ooh
you can be done, just send me some pics
i’m gettin’ shaky, i’ma need me some scripps
but i took too many, now a n*gga gotta sh*t
dee is a blood,
goin’ though sh*t, i been gone for a minute
i know this bit’ only say that she hate me, and i know these girls only ’round me for clout
and i know that these women be tryin’ to say to me
they like, “i’ll never take yo’ baby”
you get custody if you had wanted it
but in tales in life, you a snuck b*tch
[verse 3]
and i got b*tches on me
tryna cuff, they don’t care what i do
and you know i got switchy on me
and you know i be poppin’ out too
i just f*cked her, she vietnamese
and my babymomma’s on that—, huh, juice, wait
2pac, i got the juice
slimed out a n*gga like juice, woah
[outro]
woah, you keep that?
yeah, yeah, ayy, and i love you, baby
you been on—, you don’t love me back, then i—
man, i’m still gettin’ money
and i’m still gettin’ all that sh*t
and i’m back
and you know i remembered that, i remembered that
ayy, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait (and i might—)
and i might just talk my sh*t
or i might—, or i might just let the beat rock out
i got so many females, i got so much money, i got all my kids, i got everything
uh, yeah, ayy
if you want war, n*gga, you can get war, n*gga, ayy
you know cujo’ll get ya, lil’ dee’ll get ya
you know everybody gon’ get ya
and you know how i’m comin’, ayy
b*tch, ayy, that’s it
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