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juno - lil smoke the triple 7 god lyrics

[verse 1]
stack it up, no pringle
lil hoe, you staying single
aye aye
birdie bands on the beat
chopper out, they hit the feet
aye aye
we got the bag on a loop
diamonds cooling down my soup
she got suck in the coupe
then mama get the boot
shoot em down on his stoop
aye
otm, we chasing the b-tter
slice a n-gga with my cutter
aye aye
n-gga listen, i do not stutter
wrist whipping in the water
aye aye
now i’m f-cking with ya daughter
you had a b-tch, then you lost her
aye aye
she wan f-ck me, its gonna cost her
she want me, i don’t want her

[hook]
i’m in a car with two hoes
diamonds wet and my neck froze
i’m the sh-t, no peptos
off white on my prestos
i’m in a car with two hoes
diamonds wet and my neck froze
i’m the sh-t, no peptos
off white on my prestos

[verse 2]
cheese on me, macaroni
had to get it on my lonely
f-ck a b-tch, moving solo
cuff a thot, thats a no no
she bounce it back like a yoyo
diamonds on me and they jumping
otm, they be bumping
lil smoke, i be stunting
wack n-ggas, y’all be fronting
run down, and we dumping
do a show, 10k
and gang getting pay
otm, pave the way
i got a snake on my bag
i got flowers on my collar
lil smoke top dollar
lil n-gga, im ya father
n-gga you don’t want a problem
my smith and wesson get to solving
bad trees, she get to topping
why y’all music steady flopping

[verse 3]
straight loud, i be smoking
on my d-ck, and she choking
knife on me, i start poking
otm, we the wave
im hop in the wraith
lil smoke in first place
do the dash, f-ck a race
she said she like how i taste
put a gun to ya face
flush a n-gga, like waste
run and im shooting
no metro, how we zooming
kick back, when im booming
bad b-tches, they be drooling
you a thot, who you fooling
whole zip full of pills
blue hands, blue bills
i be thumbing through my mills
tryna copy off my sk!lls
mad diamonds in my grills
hating n-ggas, leave them mad
flying high, like a blimp
straight act, what i sip
leave a bullet on ya lip
cops come and we dip
b-tch yea, im the sh-t
tell a hoe suck my d-ck
opp n-ggas eat the clip
took his bred, like a jip

- lil smoke the triple 7 god lyrics

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