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.223jerm – drive by ina minivan lyrics

(is that jermiahh type sh+t you know what i’m sayin with my n+gga bambi, uno come up in this b+tch)

[verse 1: .223jerm]
run up on a n+gga with some cleats
all of my diamonds go bling
put me in the picture i say cheese
lizards be flashin they green
b+tch i be clear with no bleach
i f+cked that b+tch twice last week
[?] i be geeked
see me in person i be fleeked
fill up my cup and it’s all with that juice
f+ck that n+ggas hoe and he still called truce
crackin the [?] for my dudes
all of my blunts rollin and you know they taste like fruit
[?]
[?] be drummin like la+doo doo doo
[?] and it come with my troop and you know you just know that i spray at yo crew like raaaa

(yo b+tch ridin d+ck)
(uno)

[verse 2: unofrompluto]
she say she feelin myself
b+tch you get spanked with my bеlt
i just stay smokin top shelf
you n+ggas p+ssy scream help
i finеsse you out yo wealth
my d+ck is just what she held
been at the top never fell
smoke through these hoes [?]
smokin top shelf i can’t breathe
everything blurry can’t see
like curry when i bust a three
[?] mcflurry on freeze
that sh+t you will not believe
been through some things you haven’t really seen in yo life
i just go pray jesus christ
yo b+tch she get through one night
shots flyin from the 50 yo whole f+ckin [?] she f+ck with the city
(ay sh+t n+gga the f+ck yung bambi in this b+tch)
(jermiahh in this b+tch what the f+ck n+gga)
(man y’all n+ggas ain’t ready what the f+ck)
(ay ay ay)

[verse 3: yung bambi]
pull up with yo b+tch she gimme top in the drop top
these bad b+tches ain’t f+ckin with the [?]
[?] stay away from these hoes
[?] and she better swallow
hit it from the back put my hand around her throat
[?] cause she love when i choke
ridin my d+ck and she rock like a boat
hit it from the back smack it up through the [?]
acid in my system cause you know how i [?]
pop a couple molly’s yeah you i [?] flip
i can see the frost got the hoes on my d+ck
[?] hit a l!ck
don’t try me b+tch
we unload the choppa on yo team
don’t try me b+tch
all yo n+ggas gone flee

(f+ck you n+gga we ganged up in this b+tch n+gga)
(the f+ck you talkin bout n+gga)
(you know what the f+ck this is n+gga)
(ay my n+gga kova k!ll this sh+t here my n+gga)
[verse 4: kova]
when it come to flippin i get surgical
b+tch i never heard of you
whippin out a [?]
designer jacket but i still rock some [?]
my savage got a 9 and a .32
[?] cause i know what i gotta do
[?]
i ain’t really feelin you
i’m gettin bad vibes from your crew
chillin with my youngins in the studio
it’s true
go hard in the [?]
all my weed stank
imma pull up to the scene imma make yo b+tch faint
[?] for dinner cause she wetter than a lake
yo mane [?]
i tell them boys wait
there’s life for my [?]
chillin with yo auntie and the [?] just caked

- 223jerm lyrics

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