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swachj (slump wit a chrome hearts jacket) - ssj3darkcloud lyrics

intro:
“gray what the f*ck?”

yvngxjayy32:
a woah ho ho x4
woah, woah , woah , woah, woah yeah

cadeezy!:
me and my n*ggas you know that we vibin’ and dropping that 4 out the mof*cking phantom
and she tryna f*ck tell girl hit my line put that thickest lil hoe in my mof*cking planner
im re*rocking prada i feel like lil tana
my n*ggas gone put you on a f*ckin’ banner
[?]
got a white b*tch and i think her name hannah
me, maji, jay u know we in that phantom
that n*gga talk down light him up like a candle
man who is this n*gga?, that n*gga a random
don’t buy her the gucci she gone throw a tantrum
im feeling like tecca take his ass for ransom
your b*tch on my d*ck, yo b*tch in my crib, she said that “that lil n*gga cadeezy! handsome”
maji:
hop in the coupe, we finna stir his ass up like some soup, i cop me a beam and it’s pointed at you, we pop at yo party you don’t have a clue (they said they gon slide) we’ll see if that’s true, we shoot at his jaw and we knock out his tooth, i pop me a perc so i’m geekin off 2, i’m only 13 like a (myr3nn troop)

these n*ggas really like to talk on the internet, but me and my n*ggas we really get into that, i just took yo b*tch so there’s no way you get her back, that ugly b*tch broke so there’s no way i’m hittin that, she take off her bottom not talking ‘bout m*ffin, that little b*tch broke so there’s no way i’m cuffin, not talkin ‘bout money you talkin ‘bout nothing, (we take off his top that’s the end of discussion)

(chorus) maji:
me and my n*ggas got dope ass habits, they hop on the wave like a clone ass rabbit, she in for the dough so there’s no way i’m tapping, they tough on the discord they say that they packin, yo music is ass so there’s point of rappin, you know that my gang is still all for action (they don’t keep the straps and you know they cappin) i feel like i’m slump with a (chrome hearts jacket)

“gray what the f*ck?”

yvngxjayy:
we finna hop in the booth
ain’t no hesitation we just gonna shoot
(i got a glock and the school got a shoota)
extended clip is as long as a ruler
223 finna knock out ya shoota
yo b*tch on my d*ck playing games with bugha
f*cking with me u gonna get k!lled
maji finna pop u just like a pill
cadeezy! finna k!ll u that sh*t is real
im off of the drugs can’t tell me how it feel
im blocking these n*ggas shaquille o’neal
i need a judge to get an appeal
1800 for this mof*cking b*tch
feel like stephen curry when i shoot i swish
this 9mm i will not miss
i said r.i.p. told em rest in p*ss
im ridin’ ’round with the glock up my hip
i took them n*ggas to dinner like trump
f*ckin with me u gonna get stomped
i had a girl but you know i got dumped
and you know my n*ggas we got the fashion
we added them k!lls but we get subtracting
and you know all of my n*ggas ballin’ like magic
in my songs they just be f*ckin’ up my adlibs
oh yo homie died well that sh*t is tragic
jump in the pool and the water be splashing
ain’t no rocket ship they say that im blastin’
all of my n*ggas grippin’ automatics
back there in time when i was just trappin’
got a magic carpet but this ain’t aladdin
and you know im one of the best at madden
im only 12 and ima find a bad b*tch x2
we hop in the whip and my n*ggas be crashin’
and you know that i will never stop rapping
told them n*ggas just stop givin’ me a long passage
i took yo b*tch to my attic
the glock with a d*ck and it can get domestic
the glock with a d*ck and you can get molested
(if you f*ckin’ with me you won’t finish your sentence, i put him on tv just like progressive, im robbin the opps)
i took ya necklace
i got a glock and my n*ggas start checking
remember when i was talkin’ bout automatics
well them n*ggas be fake they faker than plastic
the bullets just hit him and he get dramatic
you gettin’ a test n*gga you not passin’
like look at my wrist it be cl!ckin’ and clakin’
im in the park i ain’t talkin’ jurassic
back in my old school i was a savage
but now in ms (middle school) im below average
that n*gga brought a glock just to show n tell
i got a b*tch and she gave me a kiss n tell
and you know juice wrld but im bout to wish u well
he talkin triple six (666) n*gga just go to h*ll (h*ll)
he ding dong ditchin’ he ringing the doorbell
im bout to hit him with a bong like im taco bell
i left her so white she thought it was cetaphil
these n*ggas be softer than fabric
your mom is not poggers and a fat b*tch
im gonna honor runnin’ track b*tch
my d*ck is so long it’s because im elastic
that n*gga a fantasy he is a dragon
(and you know my n*ggas ain’t sassy)
i bagged her the 7th and her name was madi
i go acapella im doin’ a latty
in ma home i ain’t talkin’ patty
(chorus) maji:
me and my n*ggas got dope ass habits, they hop on the wave like a clone ass rabbit, she in for the dough so there’s no way i’m tapping, they tough on the discord they say that they packin, yo music is ass so there’s point of rappin, you know that my gang is still all for action (they don’t keep the straps and you know they cappin) i feel like i’m slump with a (chrome hearts jacket) x4

“gray what the f*ck?”

- ssj3darkcloud lyrics

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