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desert eagle - jtć mariø lyrics

(chorus)
count my blessings, woke up to a bag, i’m about to make another one
making racks from day to day, you ain’t got much to cover one
i treat my dawgs just like my brothers, mama got another son
you diss the eagleboys and you can end up like the other ones

(verse)
empire ‘bout to take me off the grid, i’m going mia
jameelah feeling kinky , ride my jimmy, she go andele
they playing games like sony but lil n*gga, i ain’t come to play
not really part of slaughter gang but bet you that we come to slay
and i’m just living it lavish
she get the d*ck when she never was asking, you know i’m keeping the baddest
we catch him slipping inside of his home and now we done bloodied
the mattress
your mama , she calling me daddy, she wanting me part of the family
and you was the n*gga to leave it at home like why you ain’t kept it in handy?
and some of you n*ggas gone try to knock me down because you can’t stand me
that’s really a problem my n*gga, a problem then we can go solve it my n*gga
you know what you started , lil n*gga, can’t do operations, i’m heartless lil n*gga
said you wanna catch me, told that n*gga bet that
might fly to california, make some bags that’s off my checklist
been putting m’s and m’s inside of bags just like some trail mix
and that gas is so exotic that the plug said he can’t sell this
now i got them n*ggas feeling hit, we pop up quick and cause suspense
ain’t no room up on my d*ck for all these haters , better get up off it
we gave the gangster n*ggas round the block the freshest coffin
no paraplegic but i’m straight strategic when i’m walking
and who had said i switched up on my friends?
you can’t speak on what’s happening
these n*ggas don’t know that if they try me, i’m gone crank
the coolest n*gga out of south carolina walked up out the bank
walked in mcdonald’s , got some sprite and i just filled it up with drank
i heard some n*ggas preachin’ ride or die like that’s your mans, if that’s your mans then why he let you starve?
some n*ggas really got it hard
i mash that b*tton then i pull out that garage
you know it’s eagleboy summer, we ain’t worried about a job
(chorus)
count my blessings, woke up to a bag, i’m about to make another one
making racks from day to day, you ain’t got much to cover one
i treat my dawgs just like my brothers, mama got another son
you diss the eagleboys and you can end up like the other ones

- jtc mario lyrics

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