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common sense - jackahol lyrics

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(intro)
(okay what do you want to drink? cream soda)

(hook)
i brought my grades down cause i’m tryna be on the bench
jackahol in this b*tch, you know that we getting lit
balmain, jordans, gucci, now i’m throwing fits
man i hope yo dumb ass k!ll yo self, man i hope yo dumb ass quit

why these n*ggas talking sh*t, but they can’t say it to my face
they know they is b*tch, so they talk sh*t up on that mysp*ce
they only want them p*ssy n*ggas, they gon put who ever fits
these n*ggas kicked me out the group chat, they ain’t got no common sense

(verse 1: jackahol)
bad lil b*tch, tryna speak to me, i can’t take a hint
in a jeep, not jag, might take that b*tch for a spin
man yo music trash as f*ck, put that sh*t up in the bin
why the f*ck you toting glocks up on yo page, yo name is tim

you be riding round’ in little tykes, yo whip is not a benz
jackahol, in this sh*t, bad lil b*tches on my d*ck
pull up with a scooter, pull up with a skateboard, i’m doing tricks
i just heard yo dad, beat yo ass, cause you try to hit a l!ck

i don’t f*ck with leonardo, but i really f*ck with raph
if that n*gga try to play with me, while i’m mad, i’m beating his ass
f*ggot n*ggas in my face, thinking bout power rangers
if that little n*gga see jackahol, just know that you in danger
that lil boy ain’t see my face since 7th grade, now he a stranger
boy go get up out yo room you a level 10 m*st*rbater
boy go back to private school you not no mother f*cking gangster
alright man, this rap done, ayo soda! i’ll see you later

(hook)
i brought my grades down cause i’m tryna be on the bench
jackahol in this b*tch, you know that we getting lit
balmain, jordans, gucci, now i’m throwing fits
man i hope yo dumb ass k!ll yo self, man i hope yo dumb ass quit

why these n*ggas talking sh*t, but they can’t say it to my face
they know they is b*tch, so they talk sh*t up on that mysp*ce
they only want them p*ssy n*ggas, they gon put who ever fits
these n*ggas kicked me out the group chat, they ain’t got no common sense

(verse 2: nle choppa)
they gon kick you out the group chat cause they (???) back, thought you knew that
all them b*tches suckin, if they front, they gon get blew back
n*ggas ain’t talking bout nothing, ain’t talking bout blue racks
if i tell you shooting, i’ll call my dawg and he gon chew that

still can’t trust no n*gga that ain’t gon slide like me
n*ggas rappers, n*ggas actors, n*ggas ai, n*ggas talking reckless
n*ggas npcs, n*ggas step and i walk em backwards
n*ggas moonwalkin when they see the kia like micheal jackson
how you instagate a fight, cause you p*ssy n*gga
punch soda, ima leave you in the bushes n*gga
you want yo airpods b*tch? i got em n*gga
and i’m listening to see if you got a problem n*gga

b*tch you live in gwinnett, you ain’t about it n*gga
you from the suburbs, you a f*cking nerd
stay in school before you get yo f*cking ass hurt
n*ggas running to they mama when i put in work (p*ssy n*ggas, b*tch n*ggas)

(hook)
i brought my grades down cause i’m tryna be on the bench
jackahol in this b*tch, you know that we getting lit
balmain, jordans, gucci, now i’m throwing fits
man i hope yo dumb ass k!ll yo self, man i hope yo dumb ass quit

why these n*ggas talking sh*t, but they can’t say it to my face
they know they is b*tch, so they talk sh*t up on that mysp*ce
they only want them p*ssy n*ggas, they gon put who ever fits
these n*ggas kicked me out the group chat, they ain’t got no common sense

(intro)
(okay what do you want to drink? cream soda)

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