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all good - lil jairmy lyrics

[intro]
you dig?
f*ck these n*ggas talkin’ ’bout now, huh? (finesse, you stupid for this ho, like a motherf*cker)
stack some money too, n*gga, you lil’*ass n*gga

[chorus]
i just smoked an opp in a backwood
used to get paid ’cause my crack good
now i get paid ’cause i rap good
i just moved a pack in an opp’s hood
these rappin’*ass n*ggas talk good
rattin’*ass n*gga know the cops good
hit his block, he wouldn’t come out the house, so we shot through it
plug drop ’em off, yeah, every time i had got it
finished slidin’, on god, we wasn’t doin’ no hidin’
went back to the spot and the opps knew it
the handle on the hammer is all wood
got a hundred round drum, shoot that b*tch ’til it’s all good
while n*ggas be runnin’ they mouth, i be runnin’ my raps
probably droppin’ bricks off up in y’all hood
i just bought a new cutter, it’s all wood
every time that it’s smoke, shoot this b*tch ’til it’s all good
i just bought a new hammer, it’s all wood
every time that it’s smoke, shoot this b*tch ’til it’s all good

[verse]
i give her that d*ck, now the b*tch can’t walk straight
wet a n*gga house, make them have to call allstate
every time it’s smoke, shoot the stick ’til they all spray
and i still keep the glizzy whether i’m on or offstage
bought a new draco, it’s all wood
for these monkey*ass n*ggas, clip curve like a banana
world is mine in my head like i’m tony montana
pour a deuce in a pineapple crush, no fanta
take a pint to the head, me and ced, we some animals
like my b*tches nasty, i ain’t f*ckin’ with no amateurs
i been movin’ more bags than everybody in the area
too many n*ggas look back, i’m a hundred stacks ahead of you
youngest n*gga in the d*mn city watch cost more than fifty
ray charles could even see that i’m gettin’ it
n*gga, i don’t shoot, i just blew a d*mn fifty
i just lost a hundred thou’, but i could’ve bought a bentley
put it on my son, swear to god i ain’t cappin’
could get rich off the trap, but i’m better off rappin’
way a n*gga sip lean, would’ve thought i went platinum
n*gga wrist so mean, would’ve thought i went platinum
copped the 2019, they done think i went platinum
go and buy some new rings, they done think i went platinum
stuck it in her raw, i ain’t even use a magnum
and my word law, n*gga play, i’ma smash him, yeah
been left the house, ask my mama, she’ll tell ’em
get them b*tches out and they ain’t never gotta mail ’em
hundred at the house and i’m just waitin’ for to sell ’em
no, it ain’t no drought, just plug your line and i’ll tell ’em
it ain’t no secret i’m a dime bag seller
all*white diamonds, i don’t rock no yellow
b*tches wanna eat me and you know that i’ma let ’em
pulled out my d*ck and her friend tried to help her
hundred in the stick, i’ma shoot this b*tch wherever
hundred in the stick, i’ma shoot this b*tch whenever
hundred in the stick and i’m shootin’ at whoever
got a hundred in the stick, i’ma shoot it ’til i k!ll ’em
bang on a b*tch, throw the gang out the window
if the gang in this b*tch, then you know we got them pistols
i won’t quit ’til them red hollow tips rip through a n*gga tissue
got the beam on this b*tch, it ain’t no way i can miss ’em
[chorus]
i just smoked an opp in a backwood
used to get paid ’cause my crack good
now i get paid ’cause i rap good
i just moved a pack in an opp’s hood
these rappin’*ass n*ggas talk good
rattin’*ass n*gga know the cops good
hit his block, he wouldn’t come out the house, so we shot through it
plug drop ’em off, yeah, every time i had got it
finished slidin’, on god, we wasn’t doin’ no hidin’
went back to the spot and the opps knew it
the handle on the hammer is all wood
got a hundred round drum, shoot that b*tch ’til it’s all good
while n*ggas be runnin’ they mouth, i be runnin’ my raps
probably droppin’ bricks off up in y’all hood
i just bought a new cutter, it’s all wood
every time that it’s smoke, shoot this b*tch ’til it’s all good
i just bought a new hammer, it’s all wood
every time that it’s smoke, shoot this b*tch ’til it’s all good, yeah, yeah

[outro]
f*ck n*ggas talkin’ ’bout, n*gga?
n*ggas talkin’ ’bout they lookin’ for me, i got shows every motherf*ckin’ week, n*gga
f*ck is you g*y*ass n*ggas on, n*gga?
might hit over a hundred thousand worth of jewelry on every motherf*ckin’ day
how the f*ck n*ggas lookin’ for me, n*gga?
it ain’t hard to see me, n*gga
n*ggas see me from a motherf*ckin’ mile away, n*gga shinin’ so motherf*ckin’ hard, n*gga
blind man could see this sh*t
man, you n*ggas ain’t lookin’ for me, n*gga, quit cappin’, n*gga
internet*ass n*gga
talkin’ ’bout shootin’ at me, n*gga
f*ck wrong with you lil’ goofy*ass?
n*gga ain’t ever even been in a shootout
f*ck out the way
n*gga play, he gon’ lay (uh)
on gang
put it on gang, n*gga play, he gon’ lay
on gang, on gang
i put it on gang, n*gga play, he gon’ lay
yeah

- lil jairmy lyrics

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