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banned from boston - jay5ive lyrics

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[intro: bang gang & jay hound]
alone i watch the sky
it’s so confusing
(rackz, rackz, rackz)
word to bro

[chorus: jay5ive]
anywhere that we go, bring the glock out
i’m throwing shots, tryna shoot ‘fore the clock out
don’t need a team, i’m the first one to pop out
tried showing love but they got me on hots now
i wanna flare but i’m thinking ’bout cop sounds
i got some sh*t that’s gon’ break the whole block down
beam on the shh, make a f*ck n*gga watch out
push up on bro and that’s how you get knocked out

[verse 1: jay5ive]
bro getting mad cause they bringing up pop now
he tryna drive far away just to flock now (rackz)
bro said “they trollin’, like you gotta stop now”
bro in my ear like “jay5ive, put the chop’ down” (worda bro)
don’t wanna listen, i start getting eager
bro looking at me, he know that i’m t’d up
n*ggas on d*ck, tryna act likе they somebody
word to my deads, thеy was beggin’ for features
then we was loafing, he threw the sleeze up
can’t wait to catch him, watch how we treat him
stay on probation, won’t put my g up
no need to flock him, rah*rah gon’ beat him
[bridge: jay hound]
grrah*grrah, boom
like, word to bro
dg do—, like
like, flock, flock

[verse 2: jay hound]
i try to spin on that block with my bestie
i got low, i think 12 tryna catch me
i’m moving tact, can’t let 12 come arrest me
i’m in the field, kickin’ sh*t like i’m messi
we was spinnin’, send ’em the xd
if i fl!ck, let my glo throw the rest
dot on his head cause his head was a check
lil bro buggin’ on the court, tryna show me he next up
my demon book, he be ready to catch one
he be fiendin’, he wait for that letter
bro selling paper, he still got his bread up
i threw the chain on my neck, she got wetter
she say i beat up the box a lil’ better
i’m throwing shots out of one of my hoodies
they think i started designing my sweaters
stacey a k!ller, i think i met her
we fell in love but i used it on 2nd
i got my gun, like—
bro this sh*t bigger then me, think i need a lil’ leverage
every time that i threw it was pressure
me and bro on that block, tryna see who shoot best
i was on 8th with my sitch
i heard that block, it was messy so we did a swept
[chorus: jay5ive]
anywhere that we go, bring the glock out
i’m throwing shots, tryna shoot ‘fore the clock out
don’t need a team, i’m the first one to pop out
tried showing love but they got me on hots now
i wanna flare but i’m thinking ’bout cop sounds
i got some sh*t that’s gon’ break the whole block down
beam on the shh, make a f*ck n*gga watch out
push up on bro and that’s how you get knocked out

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