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312 cj - living large lyrics

[intro]
ayo daniel this motherf+cker hard my boy
(let’s go let’s go)

[hook]
young n+gga stay chasing that paper, gon’ get it
my n+ggas living like frauds
get to the money no time for the bullsh+t
i’m forever stepping and hopping out cars
like fortnite, he gon’ get hit with fn when we catch ’em
no he cannot respond
i got my b+tch looking fresh in some ricky shoes
i’m rocking jimmy choo, every time i put it on
getting out of my body when i smoke exotic
ima put that sh+t on, ima drip like a faucet
can’t pop me two back, i ain’t getting off a roxy
two woods in this car make ’em turn to a zombie
smokе paper after paper, b+tch i’m smoking that reefеr
ima slide on his block with the glock, i’m the reaper
tryna sip out the bottle, mane f+ck the 2+liter
im like d+mn?, where you going with that ass lil’ keisha

[verse]
everywhere that i go
keep me a heater
can’t f+ck with the kid
cold like a fever
with the cup double that
grip on my ‘nina
tryna stomp a b+tch n+gga, we not playing fifa
we the ones who took yo’ pack
come here
i beat from the back, grab her hair
come here
three keep a ar don’t even come near
hinkle ferry where i’m from you can’t go over there
3+1+2 where i’m from you can’t go over there
my n+ggas keep chops, ima sit in the chair
fresh ass n+gga, bad b+tch to my left
and i don’t give a f+ck, we not playing fair
body for body my n+ggas retarted
when we pull up
yeah, we get it started
out of my body when i’m in the party
rockstar life live like jeff hardy
[hook]
young n+gga stay chasing that paper, gon’ get it
my n+ggas living like frauds
get to the money no time for the bullsh+t
i’m forever stepping and hopping out cars
like fortnite, he gon’ get hit with fn when we catch ’em
no he cannot respond
i got my b+tch looking fresh in some ricky shoes
i’m rocking jimmy choo, everytime i put it on
getting out of my body when i smoke exotic
ima put that sh+t on, ima drip like a faucet
can’t pop me two back, i ain’t getting off a roxy
two woods in this car make ’em turn to a zombie
smoke paper after paper, b+tch i’m smoking that reefer
ima slide on his block with the glock, i’m the reaper
tryna sip out the bottle, mane f+ck the 2+liter
im like d+mn?, where you going with that ass lil’ keisha

- 312 cj lyrics

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