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place! - jmpmn lyrics

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(hook)

my b*tch gotta b*tch on the side she loves when i put her in place
thumbing through racks imma need me a safe
shawty so bad take her right to my place
gotta keep me a glock cause these n*ggas be fake

gotta brand new car man who tryna race
she giving me top while the top off the wraith
gotta new baby chop let it sing its a drake
and i’m smoking that za take it right to the face

n*gga thinking he hard say that sh*t to my face
and that p*ssy so good put it right in my face
ball so hard like i live in la
tryna copy my style like i wear number 8

he want the smoke but h*ll nah i don’t vape
cam think that i’m simping she said that i’m g*y
whole time she the one that’s g*y
but i still love her i don’t discriminate

gotta bad b*tch and she taste like grapes
sipping wockesha while i’m wearing some bape
feel like chief keef when i laugh to the bank
don’t hang with these n*ggas i be with my bae
she the reason why cam be saying i’m g*y
she the reason my heart be pumping all*day
everyone left but she stayed
won’t let these other b*tches get in the way

(verse 1)

bae you know i’m missing you when i’m on the road
all these b*tches at my shows but you the only one i want
i know love don’t cost a thing but baby tell me what you want
let me show you off buy you that new saint laurent

i been going through some things i roll my problems in a blunt
i ain tryna sound rude lil baby i’m just being blunt
n*ggas posted with them guns but you know it’s just a stunt
all my n*ggas tote them thangs choppah eat him like he lunch

(bridge)

sorry if i make it look easy, but promise this sh*t wasn’t easy
i told my n*ggas i was gonna be up next and they didn’t believe me
i told my teacher i was gonna be famous and she didn’t believe me
i told my dad that i didn’t need him but i know that he need me

(hook)
my b*tch gotta b*tch on the side she loves when i put her in place
thumbing through racks imma need me a safe
shawty so bad take her right to my place
gotta keep me a glock cause these n*ggas be fake

gotta brand new car man who tryna race
she giving me top while the top off the wraith
gotta new baby chop let it sing its a drake
and i’m smoking that za take it right to the face

n*gga thinking he hard say that sh*t to my face
and that p*ssy so good put it right in my face
ball so hard like i live in la
tryna copy my style like i wear number 8

he want the smoke but h*ll nah i don’t vape
cam think that i’m simping she said that i’m g*y
whole time she the one that’s g*y
but i still love her i don’t discriminate

gotta bad b*tch and she taste like grapes
sipping wockesha while i’m wearing some bape
feel like chief keef when i laugh to the bank
don’t hang with these n*ggas i be with my bae

she the reason why cam be saying i’m g*y
she the reason my heart be pumping all*day
everyone left but she stayed
won’t let these other b*tches get in the way

- jmpmn lyrics

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