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how - ji beats lyrics

[hook
how the f*ck could i go broke? i could just sell my closet
how you n*ggas hit the road but ain’t come back with no profit?
how you posting pics with bands but ain’t got money in your wallet?
how you buying new designer but there’s lint up in your pocket?
how you think we believe that sh*t? you know you need to stop it
how you think you got fans but you ain’t even poppin’?
how you think i want your heart? b*tch, i’m just gonna drop it
how you think i’m gon’ love you b*tch? i’m way too toxic
how n*gga?
how the f*ck i got all this ice up on my chest
i’m wearing palm angels, juice in some gallery dept
i can’t go broke i swear to god i’ll drop another check
i’m walking thru h*ll but i won’t break a sweat

[verse]
i got demons on my back but i’m wearing palm angels
i got diamonds on my neck, looking likе i got strangled
bad lil b*tch got diamonds all up on her ankle
god d*mn, i’m rеally living my life like a fable
huh, what you n*ggas know about 40 thou’ up on the table
we watching cctv n*gga, ain’t no cable
got cameras on every corner, i see every angle
i got blacked out windows, you can’t see thru the tint
i had to leave that b*tch on read but she still ain’t get the hint
these n*ggas really broke they can’t even pay they rent
lil b*tch know i’m getting money based off my scent
i smell like exotic weed & gucci guilty
got one whiff of me and she chose up with me
when i walk up in the club i got the pole up with me
& with the switch i can turn it from a fully to a semi
with the f&n on me, god d*mn, i’m a bully
hit the switch now it’s from a semi back to a fully
n*gga tried to reseal the pint, you can’t fool me
n*gga make one sudden move i’ll blow him like a doobie
everyday i live my life like its a movie
i’m just laying back watching it like its a green screen
& don’t say you getting money if you sippin’ green lean
i got a bad lil asian b*tch, i call her ming ming
f&n turn a n*gga to chris breezy, make him sing
lil b*tch won’t get sh*t from me, not even a ring
you ain’t a real scammer, n*gga, you ain’t even made a thing
n*ggas using blank cards, you won’t even hear a ping
[hook
how the f*ck could i go broke? i could just sell my closet
how you n*ggas hit the road but ain’t come back with no profit?
how you posting pics with bands but ain’t got money in your wallet?
how you buying new designer but there’s lint up in your pocket?
how you think we believe that sh*t? you know you need to stop it
how you think you got fans but you ain’t even poppin’?
how you think i want your heart? b*tch, i’m just gonna drop it
how you think i’m gon’ love you b*tch? i’m way too toxic
how n*gga?
how the f*ck i got all this ice up on my chest
i’m wearing palm angels, juice in some gallery dept
i can’t go broke i swear to god i’ll drop another check
i’m walking thru h*ll but i won’t break a sweat

- ji beats lyrics

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