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grim - jvheim lyrics

[intro: jvheim]
(poncho, you so motherf*ckin’ goated)
wawg
wawg
wawg
wawg

[verse 1: jvheim]
beat a n*gga block, early morning, all that rap cap
catch his ass coming out that trap, push his cap back
hopping out a black kai, n*gga, f*ck a skat pack (come here)
i don’t f*ck with rats either, no, i don’t condone that (nah)
n*gga it’s a new season but we still catchin’ hats
they gave me a new reason to spin that block and double back
catch a opp and wack his ass, back in that splat, we outta there
look at the opps, them b*tches mad, told a f*ck n*gga we ain’t playing fair
f*ck a n*gga, i’ll k!ll this, f*ck n*gga, i been lit
most times i been dolo, call kshordy, hit that k!ll switch
got so many glizzys i don’t know which one to drill with
f*ck so many b*tches i don’t know which one to deal with
opp b*tch f*cking with me, you know i’mma let my friend hit
bussin’ off the meds, activated, b*tch, i’m fully focused
smoking dead n*ggas, ashtray filled with thirty roaches (f*ck)
roll another ‘wood and pop a pеrk, now i’m f*cking loaded (gang)
catch a n*gga lacking, choppa blast him, i’m a f*cking vulture
i be all in traffic, pistol packing with my f*cking soldiеrs
terrorise they side ’cause all my n*ggas from that f*cking ‘nolia
i won’t let it slide, why? b*tch ’cause i don’t f*cking know ya
creep up from behind (boaw) b*tch, choppa knock off his shoulder
now you on the ground (fttt), b*tch, watch that choppa stand over
smoke ’em out the pound, full of leeke and meechy and baby
so many dead opps, i think i see daedae and john john and busta (they dead)
i’mma let ’em talk, f*ck a 40, that draco gon’ bust ’em
baby from the west, she f*ck the opps, get that lo*lo, we rush ’em
b*tch this off the top, i’m finna stop, pop that perky then i’m f*cking
why would i give up just to slip up, all these bands that i’m touching (gang)
[verse 2: la cracka]
smoking meechy, leeke, don’t mess up ’cause somebody gon’ die
when the mention teke, smoke some leeke, do this for 35
n*ggas tweak on social media don’t even bring they ass outside
wearing snapback for these hoes knowing d*mn y’all be hiding
get the lo*lo up, let’s go, get in the front, no, i ain’t driving
we do sh*t that they ain’t do, no talking, b*tch, we sliding
about bibby, 35, spazz and mookie, masked up, n*ggas dying
ohh, you think bacause i’m handsome that i’m p*ssy, b*tch, come try me

- jvheim lyrics

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