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jonoftf - stain lyrics
[hook: jonoftf]
that p_ssy ass n_gga don’t really want static
i pull out that choppa and let the boy have it
i feel like lil’ uzi i got a new patek
b_tch i’ma star, i ain’t talking bout patrick
he talking on the net, he ain’t bout action
.45 bullets b_tch, it get to clappin’
i f_ck with the drama n_gga bring the racks in
i dont want that hoe, cause she made of plastic
dont send me yo song, what the f_ck is that sh_t?
inna h_llcat, and we f_ckin’ dashin’
slide on that f_ck n_gga right in traffic
get that boy gone, walah, magic
i’m countin’ this money n_gga, mathematics
i’m shootin’ a three, n_gga that’s a basket
i’m feelin’ like autumn! how she love my fashion
i’m jugging that boy, ain’t no transaction
going up, n_gga i’m getting traction
splitting that f_ck n_gga like a fraction
i rock number nine n_gga, you at pacsun
rushing the pack n_gga, bo jackson
this glock get to subtraction
if you wanna verse, n_gga know i’m taxin’
come at that f_ck n_gga, smoke his ashes
[verse: slump6s]
i love my brother, he know where he stay, but he told me to [?], that’s a no go
she finna come to the crib, and she hop on my d_ck, and i told that lil hoe she a low blow
i cut off tana, he steady talking on my name, thats why i dont f_ck with him no more
i put a rack on his head, i’ma shooter with dreads, and they purple, they lookin’ like jono
i’m finna put that boy in the ground, i’m finna leave that boy dead, yea
i heard he gotta problem with me, why the f_ck i hear what he said, yea
n_gga i feel like im carti, i walk in the party, its whole lotta red, yea
you wanna play with my gang, call up my troops, we leavin em dead, yea
she givin brain in the back of the se
come to the crib, and i’m breakin’ her back in
n_gga i feel like a pirate, they all on my d_ck, i’m just saying, dakota the captain
i’m just be talking, i’m not even rappin’
i know i’ma rapper, but i’ma be trappin’
all black coupe man, i feel like i’m batman
yo b_tch on me, she givin’ a lap dance
i ain’t jamaican, dakota a bad man
off with that n_gga they call me the bad dude
we got em froze, like that n_gga a statue
that n_gga sh_t, like we using the bathroom
that n_gga mad as a b_tch, said his hoe on my skin, like dakota just got a tattoo
[hook: jonoftf]
that p_ssy ass n_gga don’t really want static
i pull out that choppa and let the boy have it
i feel like lil’ uzi i got a new patek
b_tch i’ma star, i ain’t talking bout patrick
he talking on the net, he ain’t bout action
.45 bullets b_tch, it get to clappin’
i f_ck with the drama n_gga bring the racks in
i dont want that hoe, cause she made of plastic
dont send me yo song, what the f_ck is that sh_t?
inna h_llcat, and we f_ckin’ dashin’
slide on that f_ck n_gga right in traffic
get that boy gone, walah, magic
i’m countin’ this money n_gga, mathematics
i’m shootin’ a three, n_gga that’s a basket
i’m feelin’ like autumn! how she love my fashion
i’m jugging that boy, ain’t no transaction
going up, n_gga i’m getting traction
splitting that f_ck n_gga like a fraction
i rock number nine n_gga, you at pacsun
rushing the pack n_gga, bo jackson
this glock get to subtraction
if you wanna verse, n_gga know i’m taxin’
come at that f_ck n_gga, smoke his ashes
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