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[intro]
[?] i’m tryna get [?] uh uh
[?] schlish and carti on this motherf_cker (turn me up juu)
hey turn me up juu

[verse 1: baby jamo]
glock 22 with a stick
yeah this b_tch ain’t got no kick
he tried to run when his b_tch got left
this forty will break him down right into fifths
b_tch throwing the p_ssy i know he get tricked
we scored on their block, we driving [?]
we ain’t f_cking around we ain’t got no pick
i ain’t beefing with n_ggas that ain’t on sh_t
uh, yeah i’m a younging that came from the projects
old head testing like “where is your heart at?”
telling me sh_ts like “younging go rob that”
[?] my slime, my motherf_cking slatt
keep coming through, we stepping on necks
we spinning their block, right [?] blatt
can’t wait to get up, [?] baguettes
and i keep on dropping and they asking “what’s next?”
and i don’t want love, i only want s_x
don’t keep on calling, give me a text
ain’t never had sh_t and you know i’ma flex
if shorty turn hot, that’s what i expect
spanking a fully better get on the floor
play with them steppers we right at your door
tall slime stick to that code
i get it in and i get it sold, uh, uh
[verse 2: schlish]
i gotta stick to the code, all of my men up the road, just ’cause a b_tch_n_gga told
might get caught in a jam like a paper they fold
if my young n_gga spin ’em i’ll throw him a load
n_ggas get cut if i heard that they d_ck rode
i could cook in the microwave or use the big stove
[?] glock and the mask if this sh_t ever get slow
n_ggas hot and they’re tipping like they’re on the [?]
i’m in the spot i’m with littles and carti my young n_gga hit you if you try to rob me
he thought he was lit so i threw him a party that red dot on him i made him a target
young n_gga deep in the game i could throw you a lob
they know i got plenty of work i could give you a job
n_ggas get batteries in [?] a charge
i’m making hits on the block brodie cracking them [?]
how the f_ck you a shooter and you missed?
streets told me everything i just sit back and listen
used to watch my o.g. count the money get blisters
this n_gga pay for a feat’ i ran off and [?]
we get the drop ain’t no time for the fishing
we really gon’ tag a n_gga if he diss [?]
that 7.62 could’ve k!lled him it missed by some inches
f_ck on my opps ’cause them n_ggas some b_tches

[verse 3: cartiearss]
uh, f_ck all my opps you know them n_ggas b_tches
we turned up our glocks equipped them with them switches
a shark in the sea and these lil’ n_ggas fishes
i’m getting off ps, you chasing these b_tches
i’m stuck in my bag, he stuck in the trenches
he tough on the gram only bluff in my mentions
all that sneak dissing that’s how you go missing
i’m a snake in the sky when i slime ain’t no hissing
tryna hit from behind [?]
how you rap ’bout crack can’t cook in the kitchen?
’bout to buy thirty sheets [?] chicken
me and p in the spot serving js ’bout to flip it
i’m round the heights with my ho
that’s my man with the plan
round the yo with littles, that’s my man with the blam
come round riggs i’m the man with the grams
[verse 4: baby jamo]
uh uh, we sending them pounds it’s state_to_state
you wanna see me? n_gga pay to play
i’m thugging with jefe that’s day by day
uh, uh, we wiping his nose he need him some tissues
you playing with steppers we come get the issue
we get us a hop_in and get right with you
uh, uh, yeah lil’ littles be taking a risk
i’m sipping wock’ or i’m sipping tris’
yeah i’ma pour up a deuce and get lit
i don’t want no clout b_tch i’m tryna get rich

- juu2x

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