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stylin - jdola lyrics

stylin
by jdola

dola sh-t n-gg-, third ave
yah, dola, get it in
you don’t know the situation
told my teacher
money is my occupation
the streets waitin’
while these broke n-gg-s hatin
got em curious like
who da f-ck that haitian
beta the pot with a little bit a penetration
if you ridin’ b-tton up and tighten up
i let my dola talk i dont
hear you run it up
its overtime and i’m ballin’ in da club
now you actin grand cause you done got a couple band’s
heard they jumpin’ out of vans
so it’s in my hand
20/20 vision for da guala
see me in the coupe
now these hoes tryna holla
i see no ol’ g trappin’ out a wheel chair
heard he had them bands couldn’t do
nothing but stare thinkin how to run up on em’
so u betta be aware

ain’t neva had it so if i lost it’ll be tragic
two packs make it vanish call it magic
getting cheese so i gotta go ham
dola runnin shout out to my n-gg- bam
getting cheese so i gotta go ham
dola runnin shout out to my n-gg- bam

wildin’ and stylin’
my people from the islands
my n-gg-‘s move in silence
we don’t need no guidance
dola runnin’ with no license
bendin corners from the sirens
all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’

wildin’ and stylin’
my people from the islands
my n-gg-‘s move in silence
we don’t need no guidance
dola runnin’ with no license
bendin corners from the siren

all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’

i thought i met a little trap queen
next thing you know she f-cking with my homie
so confused i don’t know what to do
tell em all my problems and they seem to be amused
paper chasing to my chances is abused
looking for the answer
and i think i got a clue
hit a jug
then a n-gg- hit the stu (studio)
yeah im sick cause i caught the money flu
flip the mattress no actress
yea i’m gone
talkin like a bird watch that n-gg- sing the song
crackers on a chase
i ain’t slowing down my pace
hope that i don’t catch a case
bagging up h-ll naw this ain’t enough
i multiplied it
even though that it was tough
what you gone do when the pressure gettin rough
i’m in the game
get the pack i’m switching lanes
just turned 16
what the f-ck a n-gg- mean
15 i was thinking about a slider
white t, black t
running from the police
all these new n-gg-s don’t know me
and yea i’m ballin like i’m kobe

wildin’ and stylin’
my people from the islands
my n-gg-‘s move in’ silence
we don’t need no guidance
dola runnin’ with no license
bendin corners from the siren

all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’

wildin’ and stylin’
my people from the islands
my n-gg-‘s move in’ silence
we don’t need no guidance
dola runnin’ with no license
bendin corners from the siren

all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’
and all my n-gg-s wildin’
and all my n-gg-s stylin’

dola ,wildin, scurrt scurrt, stylin

- jdola lyrics

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