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ebk jaaybo - apocalypse lyrics
[intro]
yeah, aye, aye, aye
aye, aye, aye
21, n____, it’s that 21, n____, aye
aye, aye
aye, aye, aye, aye
aye, aye, yeah, yeah
i ain’t f_ckin’ with no opp n_____
[verse]
my brother f_ckin’ with the [?], i can’t rock with him
don’t hit my phone about this either ’cause i pop n_____
banging gang but he don’t politic? he is not with us
up it on the biggest n____ movin’, i’m a glock lifter
a shot sender and i’m spankin’ any mob member
and dada just poured up some wock, this is not liquor
aye, brother, get up on that hoe and i’ma knock sister
f_ck the mob, i told y’all keep my name up out y’all c_ck l!ckers
think y’all gon’ do me like i’m j, i am not mister
aye, look, it’s poles in this load, drive the right way
you only slid down [?], you ain’t even come the right way
don’t make me come and purchase townhomes, b_tch, we 5k
yeah, aye, and we drop the fly
you wanna bang gang, go partic_p_te in a homicide
drop skizy, murders on my conscience left me traumatized
found out i was a k!ller, should’ve seen the look in mama’s eyes
aye, but i’m a trained stepper
swap the 17 for g30 ’cause she way wetter
keep your b_tch on top of all these hoes and she gon’ pay better
my hoe caught me f_ckin’ on a square, i think i f_cked up
my fat b_tch pay better than my dime, she gettin’ bumped up
a bbl back there, she got a b_tt b_tt
ouwee, i feel like young slo_be
just caught a—ah—at the store without his gun on him
don’t matter if them boys ain’t near, they gon’ come for me
if you could put the bag in hand i got a b_tt for you
free maxx, when you come home i got a sl_t for you
ain’t real ism, lil n____ ain’t even touch oregon
bought a crate but finna have the b_tch pick it up
ain’t got a body? you ain’t gang until you get you one
been in and out for four years, i’m tryna live it up
and i’m gon’ get a girlfriend before i kick the cup
look, b_tch, dada, pick me up, i got some hoes on line
mell shootin’, leebo shootin’, plus i’m blowin’ mine
the blacc’ll make you see [?] if you smoke it right
roll the blacc, roll the—uh, yeah, we smokin’ flys, aye
mind you, i just left the p and i ain’t see a thing
went in a hood b_tch raw, she pulled a billie jean
aye, thought i rolled a different sucker but it still was [?]
[?], aye
four nick, i stay prepared, it’s the apocalypse
pop the b_tch, can’t get a pass, that’s how we politic
he dropped his clip on calandria, think i spot the b_tch
you hoppin’ in or hoppin’ out? you actin’ like a b_tch
popped a n____ then i blocked him ’cause he might tell
a n____ speak on lil sleaze, we doin’ five drills
don’t throw the—shh—down, you never got a fly k!lled
separate from the fake ’cause i’ma die real
[outro]
21, js
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