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lil juvi - as$hole lyrics
she think i’m a assh0l_, but i’m focused on the cash flow
n_gga ain’t touch no hat, but he fash_tsho got that cap on
b_tton on this gen 5, every bl!ck come with a add_on
act like i was gon’ pull over when i saw the jakes, i turned the track on
act like i was gon’ pull up and pay that ticket, but i smashed on em
when i up this b_tch, don’t move or a n_gga smoking on your pack, homie
man, get the f_ck off the gram, makin’ a post, your n_gga just got fapped
n_gga go pick up his strap, why in the f_ck is you not tryna go get him back
i just be dead laughing, pulled off and broke on a b_tch in a red wagon
you know we drum having, n_gga you know you gon’ die if you throw a tantrum
never was into rapping, i heard these f_ck n_ggas dissing and start rapping
two scats deep, one jeep, n_gga you know they all smackers
i need a zr1, sh_t, i’ll buy it if you carjacked it
if you ain’t tryna pay that fee, then you will always not matter
we slide up on your ass and way more srts than goddammit
saw that n_gga benz, then pulled on side that b_tch and start blasting
got him a closed casket, ar_223 and the switch tapping
n_gga be caught lacking, long live caption
you know that n_gga got hit when you shoot at the car, cause a n_gga gon’ start crashing
soon as we get us that lo, we be right at the door like a n_gga had door dashed it
i’m tryna run in her throat, i do the most, told the b_tch stop gagging
n_gga is mad bout a hoe, but he never respond to the n_gga that popped at him
b_tch, i had went on the run, running up funds, i let the cops have it
n_gga be lame, you could go run up some pape, still be a non_factor
b_tches say i’m really different though, but it’s different strokes for different folks
don’t get caught in n_ggas videos, catch it stray ain’t even with the smoke
b_tch it’s money on the f_cking floor, when i wake up i just want some more
n_gga tried to dump that 30, but that 308 just cut him though
i just wanted that deposit i don’t care to ever f_ck the hoe
too concerned bout hanging out that f_cking scatty tryna up the score
yo mama dig a grave before i ever let you cut my throat
a thousand ways to get paid, i’d rather send the hoe to get the dough
i can’t say i ain’t flip some bows, i don’t say sh_t i still get chose
i dog ’em out, i treat ’em wrong, these b_tches still won’t leave me alone
my young n_ggas do whatever get they motherf_cking money long
them folks ain’t even got no valid witness, so he comin’ home
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