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lil bash - jumpout gang lyrics

[intro]
(c’mon bmo)
cck in this b_tch n_gga, fg

[verse]
trooper got behind us in the strike but we start switching lanes
switching many strands, i stuff the backy with four different names
the b_tton roll, i seen ya homie trip but i won’t say his name
that sh_t a go, you in they pics we crop you out the frame
if ____ say let’s wrap a n_gga up, i bet he feel the flame
i put sg inside that v, you might as well call it game
the fully chased a rapper n_gga down and now he in the grave
his homie dropped a diss and ain’t get back, i know you feel ashamed
free pistol p the mvp, he in there doing stabbings
i tap that b_tton, let it roll and turn that n_gga past tense
jump out arp, hе ain’t do the job so now my glizzy rapid
he seen them c’s and triеd to up, he died before i tapped it
and bro just came on fighting bodies like he randy savage
hop out chasing n_ggas down the block, tryn see who run the fastest
he overcooked, it’s time to swap out for another pistol
i think i might go with the 10 cause it shoot baby missles
keep on sending threats through instagram like we can’t get up with you
the shots on went off bro got so close he could’ve f_ckin’ kissed you
fully put his face into his lap before he hit the spital
we made it back, then rolled him up and made that pack official
i put a box on, back the glock and then start shooing rapid
i’m with them c’s, they hop out clappin’, b_tch we give out caskets
i send my drops to get that drop, they came back with a basket
thought he made it home, but seen a ghost and end up like the last one
he tried to run, ain’t make it far, i watched that switchy tag him
and that’s the drought on all the bowls so now lil saany taxin
back to spinning blocks, tryn catch a hat and seen a n_gga lackin
reaper cracked the door and hit him twice, i watched him body bag him
you catch a opp, stand over top until he lose his face
he said my homie name inside his song and that sh_t got him baked
we hop out clappin’, watch him trip & wet him like a lake
trollin’ on the gram, don’t get you sh_t, but shots from out the drac
bullets get to flyin’, back & forth he tryna duck shots
50 glizzys all at one crib, like this the gun shop
mike amiri stuffed with stupid bands, b_tch i got dumb knots
and i don’t even want to go in the crib unless my gun hot

- lil bash lyrics

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