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300 - jwords & koncept jack$on lyrics

[verse 1: koncept jack$on]
me and the bae private eye nice escape don’t skate your day job
albert einstein was a snake, i’ll have my day, shop wit javier, dropping jewels at the window still rva reside, who that nintendo how many dollars made inside
stop y stare, opportunists on swivels all relate to my sci fi
y’all lil agendas negate ain’t make u hot
shaky pot spots what i enter the rides gotta be dented up
5 star services did em up, u accomplished minimal
i worked wit it criminal sinnin behavior, ya savior you repent to a pitiful image of caesar, true
admit it we made u, who ya juice from
he sabertooth biting fable, you lying abroad
far, as i could could throw u or hike u i couldn’t trust you, coniving
bout to snuff duke vicodin good 4 clutch movement
tidying up, crush groove her l!cking ha b*ttox
hold the rubber duck when im under
gut a scrub 4 my lover i’ll cutcha
[chorus: koncept jack$on]
all them death threats 4 me
what 4? ya best guess kept it 300
nefertiti queen keep the cheese coming
guard ya head & neck especially
at front doors let the beef summon
fed the genie rings lemme see something’ (x2)

[verse 2: koncept jack$on]
papi chulo passport copped, the euros flouroescent
got the churro, mad sports drops, aturo got the ergo in the break fist, these ain’t for ya pedestrians, depressants he wretch up, blood preject, like ketchup
book flights just ta add to stimuli my fly little hades women, thigh tat lady ring on navy, baby why lie?
mercedes janky ma mine tho, pay these crazies no mind
sedate we wavy no shine albinos yo
goldmines mistaken hazy, wore blindfolds
lace me when its showtime
the day meet jay*z slow dine macdonalds bro
5 semi autos blind my rivals
safety wither clothesline a n*gga
shaky own kind despise me tho
dome shine wit fabio, slow grind hit blocks
was not a coast, why i gloat fasho
cosign, kick rocks we locked n loaded
sop ya throat wit extra slob, drop to scr*t*m all ya spit
i got em moaning now they all up in my sh*t
[chorus: koncept jack$on]
all them death threats 4 me
what 4? ya best guess kept it 300
nefertiti queen keep the cheese coming
guard ya head & neck especially
at front doors let the beef summon
fed the genie rings lemme see something’ (x2)

- jwords koncept jackon lyrics

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