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muddy flow - kill jasper lyrics

[intro]
we get it in by the low
(this sh*t going platinum)
and i’m always thinking ’bout you
please don’t play with me, n*gga
’cause i’m still with three 80’s, uh, uh
(let that sh*t ride, eighty8)
we get it in by the—

[chorus]
we get it in by the low
ain’t gon’ talk to me crazy, it’s nice with no talking at all
i made a milly, yet still in the trenches ’cause my n*ggas tell me it’s up or it’s war
k!ller, don’t push me, he push me so i had to k!ll him, i did this sh*t rightfully wrong
god as my witness, the only way i could go broke in this kitchen if i ain’t have wrongs
i want the vvs, pennies, the rollies, the bentleys, b*tch, why you think i’m going hard?
i need thе dash to be digital, roar at the push of a b*tton when i’m prеssing start
n*ggas be p*ssy, they faking, they fraud
faith in this pistol like it was a god
hope it ain’t pressure ’cause i’m taking all of two chances the second they give me the nod

[verse]
please don’t play with me, n*gga
’cause i’m keeping three 80’s with pistols inside of the car that i’m racing and whipping
sh*t, this how i’d ended up deep reminiscing, just knowing that things should be different
i see you in the sky, pray you watching over me, i’m doing this as a mission
to my wrist and my n*ggas, just missing ’em, i want the benjamins
f*ck being intimate
b*tches calling my phone, i ain’t hanging unless she come with the bread and the benefits
i got wrist, that sh*t made me a menace, they hate me, come at the life that i’m living in
she want my bottles to kick it in
want me to fly her to [?], this b*tch better start at the ball like the wimbledon
[chorus]
we get it in by the low
ain’t gon’ talk to me crazy, it’s nice with no talking at all
i made a milly, yet still in the trenches ’cause my n*ggas tell me it’s up or it’s war
k!ller, don’t push me, he push me so i had to k!ll him, i did this sh*t rightfully wrong
god as my witness, the only way i could go broke in this kitchen if i ain’t have wrongs
i want the vvs, pennies, the rollies, the bentleys, b*tch, why you think i’m going hard?
i need the dash to be digital, roar at the push of a b*tton when i’m pressing start
n*ggas be p*ssy, they faking, they fraud
faith in this pistol like it was a god
hope it ain’t pressure ’cause i’m taking all of two chances the second they give me the nod

[outro]
(okay, joel, that’s fire)

- kill jasper lyrics

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