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idontknowjeffery & black smurf - f150 lyrics
above the law records n_gga (above!)
ay! f_ck n_gga!
[verse 1: idontknowjeffery]
pinky ring (look like a ay)
pinky ring look like i won in a major league
slid on the opps now everybody afraid of me
schedule our booking no b_tch spend a day with me
jeffery sell merch
doc jeffery cold like negative 8 degrees
hollow tip sh_lls
and if i go to h_ll i make satan leave (gang!)
smoking on opps turn a opp to a 8th of weed
cheat on my b_tch yeah i cheat on her faithfully
can’t name one thing a n_gga gon’ take from me
live with your momma n_gga, shut up and rake them leaves
live with your daddy ain’t sh_t you can say to me
n_gga want smoke, f_ck around and lace the weed
smoking on opps i don’t sell ’em (?)
[verse 2: black smurf]
i’m just kicking sh_t, 10k on me i ain’t even touch the stash
he 2, 3 deep no point in going to war he down in cement
i’m (?) run it up we getting on they neck, on they ass
he leave two with me right by the seat hit ’em like vicodin
just memphis style (?) twenty time out of ten
that’s 1300 to run the sh_t like how i’m styling it
i pop out just me n_gga gon’ step in your city i’m flexing bih
i’m to raw from the floor i can dap up with ja morant
you see where i’m standing at twenty minutes we landing
mall in my closet look like the met
bro got 30 (?) stack you up like a (?)
n_gga mad cause we been runnin’ it back to back in they set
she like why i stunt so hard (?)
me and the gas stepping so hard that we part of the taliban
(?) couple throwaway duds in a duffle bag
don’t gotta ask how we coming, it’s obvious understood
[verse 3: idontknowjeffery]
ran outta opps i done f_cked around and k!lled ’em all
doc jeffery raw like a (?)
quick draw on a n_gga he ain’t like quick draw
duct tape on a n_gga mouth and rip it off
told the lil’ b_tch, eat a d_ck then she bit it off
broke ass n_gga, he ain’t got fifty dollars (nope)
i don’t play xbox b_tch got the best box
wham on a n_gga (?)
freaky ass b_tch i’ma need to walk her with a dog collar
f_ck the world raw f_ck the world, raw d_gg_n’
seventeen deep in the club and we all ballin’
time up b_tches ass make ’em start talkin’
claim you a street n_gga, n_gga outside walking
sauce on my glock but the sauce ain’t (?)
throw the dead body in the ocean with the red lobsters
if i run it to him you can take his head off ’em
above the law records n_gga
hustle family b_tch ass n_gga, yeah
[verse 4: black smurf]
yup, i’m riding around
turn 2 to a 4, turn 4 to a 10 just how
can’t wait to get rich
this a 50 ok, this a 60 ok that’s just me counting. minding my business
[verse 5: idontknowjeffery]
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