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no response - joglizz lyrics

[intro]
narline

[verse 1: joglizz]
y’all saying we weak in the vids (in the vids)
whole time, y’all p*ssed we lit (on god)
finna call d30, he flipping the whip (on bro)
no cap, bro up off rip
i’m really just rapping, ion need to diss (no diss)
move wild, i’m gon’ empty the clip
we smoking on steve and it’s right out the nic’
lost bro and that sh*t got me sick
n*ggas they envy cause i’m keeping my bl!ck (my bl!ck)
tryna tweak like bro gon bl!ck (gra*gra*boom)
finna roll up a ‘wood, what the f*ck is a spiff (a spiff)
bad b*tch, i might give her a kiss (stupid b*tch)
varney, my shooter, just know that you missed (you missed)
if they sweep, they get put on a fit
i’m been cooling, been taking them trips (them trips)
gun jammed up, he got beat with a grip (on god)
with wood, we know we won let up
y’all dissing, that sh*t got me fed up
thinking sh*t sweet, you gonna get hit from the neck up
like i said, “hothead gon’ stretch them”
been tweaking, i’ve been in my bag (my bag)
no response, you n*ggas are f*gs
you b*tches are bops, where the f*ck is your dad
stop asking me why i’m mad
[verse 2: hothead]
they tweaking, they getting me mad
y’all broke, i knock yo hustle
big 4 nic’, why the f*ck would i tussle?
fat back, shoot like d’angelo russell
like what ? like how?
lil toni, all up in my lungs (toni!!!)
don’t want no p*ssy, just give me your tongue
goofy got bl!cked, ain’t no one on one (aye)
want beef? where the f*ck yo gun?
[?} 6, you’d get sent to the sun
post up with the switch, i won’t run
if a f*ck n*gga tweak, then we getting ’em done (gra*gra*boom)
n*ggas envy cuz i’m out my duffel
cause my pendent louis v on my buckle
goofy run out turn his face into rubble (into what?)
ten milly sh*lls to his side, that a [?]
making plays, i ain’t calling no huddle
shots to his face, we bursting his bubble
like what, it gets messy (like how)
sonny got bl!ck, now he wanna diss me
i ain’t lacking, keep a switchy
chop get loud, n*gga come get with me
keep a stick, no disney (like what)
run up me, bet i throw like a frisbee (aye
thought you had me, how you missed me (me)
he tried to run, turn his ass into ricky (yeah)
tried to top me, ting get frisky
spin with this glock, it’ll leave you sh*tty (don’t run, don’t trip)
[bridge: 7600 hothead and adott hilfiger]
aye
b*tch, big mbo my n*ggas get litty
it’s that adott, n*gga
7s up never 4s, n*gga
like what like how (gra*gra*boom)

[verse 3: adott hilfiger]
they like “adott get back on that drill sh*t”
tell folknem, to keep it and drive it
it ain’t finna take long
he’s finna get drill quick
like we posting on the block everyday
how the f*ck y’all ride past and let of shots and still missed
he died with no shoes real sh*t
and my n*ggas smoke dede, chop, tonio
boy, that’s some sh*t you can deal with (dede)
and it’s finna get cold in the summer
hawk his ass down, i think we got us a runner
drip to hard, b*tch i’m feeling too gunna
like n*ggas better have their gun tucked
imma dance on that b*tch, hit the dad bop
ion know who y’all is, but i’m top opp
f*ck the judge, imma tell her to free chop
and we going up, this sh*t will never stop
say you gon “catch me down bad”, that’s a never
b*tch, you toting on a 30, but i’m better
toting glocks, what the f*ck is beretta
off a b*tch n*gga, ain’t no pressure
they like “adott, chill you gotta to cool”
you ain’t my homie, n*gga we ain’t cool
think i’m lacking n*gga that n*gga a fool
i know a n*gga who died with no shoes
like i’m in a spot, b*tch i’m finna get litty
throw 20s, 30s, that’s 50
tried to run, hit his back like ricky
gotta a freak b*tch ass, on nicky
if he jacking the 4s, he get shot in his back
in the street’s, y’all better not lack
y’all dropping diss songs, y’all know that sh*t wack
and them n*ggas just put on a act
like most of these n*gga ain’t passed up
i got my own gun, no need for a back up
he dissing on 6, he get passed up
i’m the best in this sh*t ain’t no match up
they like “adott, switch it up”
i’m like “f*ck them, i don’t a give a f*ck”
y’all stay getting passed, they ain’t getting up
like what? like how?
[outro: adott hilfiger]
don’t run, don’t run, at all, at all like

- joglizz lyrics

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