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:(jiujitsu):(prod.rayne): - taichou lyrics

{chorus}
crying on my phone
need a tissue
baby what’s the issue
i don’t really miss you
but you said i miss you
baby what’s the issue

fighting all the time
like jiujitsu
i would never hit you
but i’m still gon hit you
baby let me get you
baby let me get you
{verse 1}
flyer than a bird
baby what’s the word
she gon give me good brain
call that hoe a nerd
i just got free wokhardt
from a nurse
she know i’m a rockstar
she gon f*ck me first

thought i told you i don’t pop bars
i just do the percs
man you n*ggas really not hard
y’all just be some sherms
y’all be running to the cop cars
you gon snitch for sure
you a gangsta on the internеt
but still a b*tch on earth

{verse 2}
thought i told you i ain’t in to that wе
pop out get him murked
man your music trash don’t finish that
can’t even fit a verse
i been in my bag i’m getting cash
and your bag just a purse
talking out his ass let semi blast
gon leave him in the dirt
yo b*tch hit up my phone all d*mn
day don’t want you back
i can’t cap i might hit that
again and get you mad
i’m gon pass that to treyo like
we playing catch
f*ck on that hoe put that
hoe in the past

{verse 3}
i count up more i get
dough i get cash
don’t get too close or my
bro let it blast
take off like flash
ima do the race in the
whip like nas
imma brown boy but
lil b*tch i’m not nav

man i love my city i’m gon
put it on the map
i still keep a bl!cky cause these
n*ggas really mad
gl!ckity glockity i feel like kwam
cause i ride with a glock on me
b*tch i’m a star
i feel like astrology
i’m in the car
too fast they can’t follow me
{verse 4}
i’m in this b*tch and i
feel like a prodigy
i just be working my
momma stay proud of me
i’m finna go and get
momma some prada jeans
going and going i
said ain’t no stopping me

i get the cash
like this sh*t a philosophy
n*ggas be capping
i call it mythology
i jus be laughing
these n*ggas is comedy
i know my opps they be
watchin they follow me

{verse 5}
i know my opps they be
watching they stalking me
but it’s ok no i’m not scared
we gon get him out of here
get him out of here
n*gga’s talking weird
i don’t really care
diamonds on my ear
shining crystal clear

your b*tch stay over here
playing with my hair
f*ck her then i share
i guess life ain’t fair

{instrumental break}

{chorus}
crying on my phone
need a tissue
baby what’s the issue
i don’t really miss you
but you said i miss you
baby what’s the issue

fighting all the time
like jiujitsu
i would never hit you
but i’m still gon hit you
baby let me get you
baby let me get you

- taichou lyrics

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