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ayceeonethirty - jabba lyrics

jabba lyrics
[intro]
talkin to god got an 8th in the dutch
pray i don’t fall in my grave in the druff
i can’t be countin on luck
out in the ground and the muck
i know i’m doin too much, but f+ck it
i’m feelin broken, i love it
pockets on jabba the hut
boy i’m on all i can touch

[verse 1]
i ain’t got no time for this sh+t
ain’t got no time for no b+tch
roll through the ville with a ton and a drum on me
careful who you keep in company
i had to wake up and get it done
remove the people around me who aim was none
i’m bout to blow up and make a run
they stayin in place on they pelotons
yeah, everybody imitate
they pop off and it end it days
down south like jason, i’m in the lake
i know she fake, i done been betrayed
they hate my ways but they not me
boy shut yo face when the god speak
whole d+mn crew stool like bar seats
gon’ scratch them off, they all fleas
yeah f+ck your way, i’ma go my own
ain’t moved no weight, barely hold your own
like god d+mn, i gotta build up my team again?
pull a matt hardy, delete my friends?
i be gone sun to moon, just assume
i’m gallons under the influence in pursuit of transm+tin all the gloom
[hook]
i’m talking to god got an 8th in the dutch
pray i don’t fall in my grave in the druff
infinite liquor that’s rottin my guts
and it never end i be caught in a rut
i can’t be countin on luck
out in the ground and the muck
pockets on jabba the hut
like, boy i’m on all i can touch

[verse 2]
they
trying to lower my energy
i’m
drownin my demons in hennessy
they
banned yo assemblies, crippled yo industries
y’all really don’t know your enemies
trippin, revealing dimensional symmetry
wake up in sweat, in my visions they k!llin me
bros in a hole, i ain’t talkin no ketamine
f+ckin some hoe with an of like belle delphine
but that girl don’t love me, she workin for burkins
disruptin the journey to finding my purpose
and i ain’t got no time for this drama
chainin up all my newports like obama
grind up the nugs and i let her roll
ain’t no recallin all i done stole
ain’t pullin out if she fine as alanah pearce
so many down on the ground and they caught in fear

- ayceeonethirty lyrics

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