jat - death note lyrics
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death note lyrics
lil skittle on the track, you know i make racks and i’m in the back, i feel like micheal jack my gun go gratatat dropped him like a fly told him by by better send a prayer cause he in the sky if i catch you lackin you know that i’m packin. you know your girl finna swallow, my gun really hollow, you can call me johnny bravos i’m from chicago, your homie finna lose his hand cause my bullets always land
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