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precise - ugly god jr lyrics

[intro: ugjr]
ugjr
step up or get stepped on
b*tch you know what i’m saying
aye f*ck you
yuhh

[chorus: ugjr]
reach for my chain i wish he would try
f*ck n*gga play and he losing his life
i got a glock why you totin a knife
aimin at you, my shooters precise
shootin to k!ll i ain’t gon think twice
run up on me and you rollin the dice
n*ggas a snitch he a rat like mice
ballin on n*ggas i’m feeling like mike

[verse 1: lil reave]
i’m balling like mike how i’m playin these b*tches
don’t f*ck with the rats and don’t f*ck with the snitches
i’m really out here from the rags to the riches
got b*tches on b*tches on b*tches on b*tches
he playin wit me bеtter send him his wishes
you know wе gon spray like we doin the dishes
i ain’t scared of n0body they know i’m vicious
i ain’t gonna stop cause i been on a mission
all of my cars got a stripe
got 17 b*tches they all wanna pipe
i’m swipin em left and i’m swipin em right
droppin that sh*t wit no hype
still doing numbers like zeke in his prime
i’ve been doin the crime and been skippin the time ain’t no time for these games cause i ain’t got the time i been focused on money i been on on my grind you ain’t gonna see him again better cope
i’m dunking that sh*t like the pope and i go
to the bank to deposit a whole nother check
they think i be scamming they sh*t cause i walk in that b*tch everyday with a chain on neck and i don’t ever check for the price i just walk in that b*tch and i spend it i left her on read cause i ain’t gonna send it if she catchin feelings i ain’t gonna end it
that’s just the end of the sentence we ain’t gonna get it if n0body runnin they mouth
born into arlington raised in the south
go in the room while i wait on the couch
if she ain’t bring a friend then i guess ima bounce
i’ve been droppin that cash like i’m buying a house
and you know who i am i ain’t gotta announce

[verse 2: ugjr]
i ain’t gotta announce fresh off the border i’m straight from the south
she blowing me hard i’m all in her mouth
rockin them nike’s i’m airing it out
layed that boy down we carried em out
flooded my wrist your bank is a drought
she all up on me and she fuvk for the clout
aye
my shooters precise run up on us and you end up on ice
i stay wit lil ben we tighter than tight
attack like some dogs you run up we bite
you play wit lil reave just call it a night
we pulled to shoot we ain’t bout the fight
that’s all that she wrote my n*gga goodnight

- ugly god jr lyrics

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