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ja morant - mozzy lyrics

[intro]
i can’t help the
i can’t help the
help the way i feel, ooh
(let the beat ride out, ju)

[verse 1: mozzy]
fresh home, game ten, that’s how i came to blood
ain’t duckin’ favorin’, all those packs you can’t play with blood
you paroled from sny go ‘head and hang it up
dropped his flag, n*gga gave it up, nerd
i’m fasholly paper’d up, i’m talkin’ chili cheese
slap initials in the 6, we in this nova thing
told the bottle service grab the gold ones for us, no delay
ace of spades, we don’t know jose, ayy
back*to*back in all these benzes like a motorcade (yеah)
why would you say the sh*t you said when you wasn’t ‘posed to say
why would you do thе sh*t you did, what you wasn’t posted up
like takin’ back*to*back trips and goin’ o for two
cherry klan, they know the whoops
they know who ja morant sh*ttin’, who just throwin’ oops
we got it done the way we did it ’cause i told him to
got him out the way, on gang, that boy was overdue, ooh, ooh

[verse 2: celly ru]
labeled n*gga as a nerd, you ever show your tool
been leavin’ n*gga on the curb, you know what’s up with ru
i love my dogs ’cause they move when n*gga ‘posed to move
some of ’em jumpin’ up before me, i ain’t told ’em too
how you a gangster from yo’ section? you don’t know the whoops
don’t ever say you know the gang if we don’t know you too
they slid for me when n*gga knew i would’ve slid for you
don’t ever tell me that it’s love if it ain’t bulletproof
ayy, cranberry flag, n*ggas know the rule
how you a gangster with them rats, like you don’t know the rules?
playin’ gangster in them raps when n*ggas know you food
bet you they show that n*gga face when they throw on the news, n*gga
how you throw them n*gga gang up you ain’t part of them?
we tearin’ up them n*gga cars like ksr and ‘nem
we flippin’ loads, that sh*t for hoes, we disregardin’ them
we shoot a movie with this goofy and it’s starrin’ him, n*gga, huh
[verse 3: e mozzy]
shoe string around the uzi thing (grrah)
we in this dope fiend rental, so the hoopty stank
plenty duckets all hundreds so the coogi’s hangin’ (huh)
finger f*ckin’ on this rubber grib, four nick stainless (four nick stainless)
my clan like leonardo way that we paint sh*t (paint sh*t)
my youngin’, then he slimy, he gon’ pull up and quake sh*t (huh)
it cost to be a boss, you gotta keep up with maintenance (keep up with maintenance)
got my foot up on the b*tch neck, you i’ma chase it (n*gga)
my cup contaminated, full of snot, i’m lazy (i’m lazy)
wouldn’t switch up on my n*ggas even if they paid me (d*mn)
i’m on the interstate mashin’, gettin’ cabbage, i’m gravy (i’m gravy)
pull a n*gga’s ho card, just like slappin’ a baby (it’s like slappin’ a baby)
if the b*tch in the whip, then we clappin’ your lady (clappin’ your b*tch)
out here movin’ blow like crack in the ’80s (crack in the ’80s)
shooting up house parties we was packin’ .380s (yeah)
you hear the flat line sound when we back in the ‘cedes (n*gga, back in the ‘cedes, back in the ‘cedes, back in the ‘cedes)

- mozzy lyrics

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