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da jets - larry june lyrics

[intro]
808 mafia
n*gga, where my hunter’s point n*ggas at?
real n*gga
n*gga, i’m puttin’ on, n*gga
i’m your muf*ckin’ california connect, n*gga

[chorus]
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n*gga
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n*gga
i pack a glock and a tec, a glock and a tec
i sip heat, i smoke trees
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
i’ll never leave without my thing

[verse 1]
all my life, i only had one job
i mob
b*tch, i mob
ridin’ ‘round, bustin’ joog’s
n*gga, this my favorite hobby
my hobby, my hobby
i am not a f*ck n*gga, so don’t ever f*ckin’ try me
on mama’s, on mama’s
i’m a motherf*ckin’ pimp, break a b*tch, bruh, it’s nada
it’s nada, it’s nada
i hit the switch on my drop*top impala
hit the taco truck, then i clean my forgiato’s
i got a white b*tch that look like a model
i send her out of town, she bring back a hunid*thousand
i run a b*tch like a mile, i’m in the trap right now
i just hit my cousin primo, i got packs right now
run up on ‘em bare face, n*gga, i don’t need a mask
got the whammy in the stash, smokin’ cookie’s, sippin’ act[?], n*gga
[chorus]
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n*gga
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n*gga
i pack a glock and a tec, a glock and a tec
i sip heat, i smoke trees
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
i’ll never leave without my thing

[verse 2]
how you pimpin’, but you lovin’ on that hoe?
you wanna marry it, you wanna spoil her
where i’m from, you the definition of a f*ckboy
these b*tches crazy, they’ll destroy you
i just bought a f*ckin’ rollie, ‘cause i always wanted one
they wanna rob me, i keep the .40
tommy gun in the cut, clip like a honey bun
they talk a good game, but they don’t want it
i’m on my sh*t, got your b*tch on my d*ck
at my condo in vegas, my hoe b*tch get it in
i’m in san juan, i’m trippin’, ‘cause these hoes don’t speak english
i just f*cked off ‘bout ten, n*gga, all my sh*t real
i might slide back to the a
n*gga, i got that work, what’s hannin’?
make it touchdown on a plane
them muf*ckas touchdown, n*gga
if you f*ck around with my money
n*gga, i swear to god, on my mama, n*gga
i’ma slide through with that cake
knock all you n*ggas down
[chorus]
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n*gga
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
these hoes love a project n*gga
i pack a glock and a tec, a glock and a tec
i sip heat, i smoke trees
i’m from the jets, from the jets
b*tch, i’m from the jets
i’ll never leave without my thing

[outro]
aye, what’s hannin’, tm[?]?
you a real n*gga for this one
n*gga, i’m really from the jets though, n*gga
r.i.p t woods[?], n*gga
r.i.p hitman[?], rbm[?]
r.i.p corky[?], n*gga, i love you, bruh
r.i.p d lil’[?], the block one

- larry june lyrics

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