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jay5ive - tcardi lyrics
[intro]
grrah grrah boom
(oh my god, you’re spvtnik!)
grrah, grrah grrah boom
like, bro let me go get my gun in this…
bro why the f_ck…
grrah
[chorus]
why the f_ck is he runnin’? like
i bring my gun when i’m ready to party
wanna know if i’m buggin’? like
i’m boutta flock, brodie told me tcardi (rackz, rackz, rackz)
i ain’t into the cuffin’, why?
she broke my heart, now she tryna say sorry
off the perky i’m bussin’, drive
i’m really hopin’ i don’t crash the ‘rari
[verse]
we was spinnin’ through blocks, just lettin’ it flame
and we got more guns than the n_z_s
b_tch from the opps and she keep tryna get in my brain
i already know that she oppy
she must think she got one, on bro, she must think i’m a stain
but i’m tryna catch me a body
i was not dissin’ until they start mentioning my gang
but i’m tryna do him like shh
i’m tryna do him like notti
throw up his hands, he get shot tryna box me
no, i am not tryna fight rocky
he did not know i was totin’ my glocky
bro, ridin’ like rowdy and bobby
i’m taking time for my brothers ’cause i want ’em home
i threw the beam on the catti
she let me beat on her back while i’m grabbin’ her throat
she threw the perc in the wocky
she doin’ sh_t ’cause she know i’m not sippin’ patron
she be like, “fever, you got me”
baby, i’m sorry, but i cannot answer my phone
free brodie, he doin’ that bid sh_t
free bro, he was standin’ on business
n_ggas can’t talk ’cause they know that we did sh_t
i really walk up on blocks, i done hit sh_t
loafin’ on blocks, we knock one off the hit list
don’t need to beef with lil’ brodie to hit sh_t
brodie in court with the scap, tryna rip sh_t
brodie was christian, like, everyday christmas
spin in the v, then my bro tryna flip sh_t
nine .223s when we ready to spliff sh_t
smoke ‘dot, he in my system
somebody go pick his neck off the benches
like, i put the gun to his head, his medulla
b_tches acting like kids, think i need me a cougar
brodie never did bad, i don’t question my shooter
i got n_ggas who shh, but i called me a ‘ooter
n_gga thought we was 12 when he jumped off the scooter
n_gga scared of my gun, this sh_t look like a ruler
we invade every block, n_ggas call us intruders
n_gga think that i’m lacking, i’m totin’ my_
like, bro i can’t put the broom up
if he with his b_tch, sdot said to move her
d’s on my d_ck, i know how to maneuver
got so much ice, think i’m gaby the jeweler
[bridge]
bro i can’t put the broom up
if he with his b_tch, sdot said to move her
d’s on my d_ck, i know how to maneuver
got so much ice, think i’m gaby the jeweler
[chorus]
why the f_ck is he runnin’? like
i bring my gun when i’m ready to party
wanna know if i’m buggin’? like
i’m boutta flock, brodie told me tcardi (rackz, rackz, rackz)
i ain’t into the cuffin’, why?
she broke my heart, now she tryna say sorry
off the perky i’m bussin’, drive
i’m really hopin’ i don’t crash the ‘rari
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