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bak jay - my ball my court lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, finngotit)
big bak
ayy, ho, get off my d+ck
get your dead+ass brother (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
ayy, come on (oh, n+gga, you scared?)

[chorus]
can’t, can’t, can’t be mad ’cause your bro dead, a whole lot of bags gettin’ put on head (gettin’ put on head)
switch got really r+t+rded, hop out blowin’ that hrrt, make everybody fled (everybody fled)
give good brain but she special ed, though, sister too fine, really think that i want both (think that i want both)
robbin’ some sh+t in a whole different state, tryna get sh+t smacked, you can call me rambo (gettin’ sh+t smacked)
i’m one them onеs that’ll hop out blowin’, you don’t gotta ask, best believе that i’m scorin’ (i’m scorin’)
rock, rockin’ this dog sh+t, we can get it on anywhere, i’ll k!ll n+gga ass in rick owens (i’ll k!ll n+gga ass in rick owens)
i heard the news that he died on tv, psych, i been knowin’ n+ggas was dead (been knowin’ n+ggas was dead)
ayy, i been knowin’ that they were scared, big bak, boy, i put sh+t to bed (come on)

[verse]
can’t be mad ’cause your b+tch a groupie, walk in the mall, spend racks on louis (spend racks on louis)
i was still poppin’ my sh+t before i was rich, one thing i ain’t never been a doobie (never been a doobie)
she talkin’ ’bout some netflix, girl, stop playin’, you know i ain’t watchin’ no movie (watchin’ no movie)
i like thick sh+t, fat+ass booty, walk a n+gga down with a fat+ass uzi (come on)
i don’t play about my ball, b+tch+ass n+ggas, don’t come to my court (don’t come to my court)
stay with a ak in my drawers, i up this b+tch, start blowin’ like a torch (torch)
they know i be with my k!llers every day, tryna fill somethin’ up ’cause these n+ggas be dorks (n+ggas be dorks)
spent like 40k on bond money in the past three months, sh+t crazy (sh+t crazy)
they want me locked in that box, stuck in that jam, i’ma make the laws come chase me (make the laws come chase me)
go ask what happened when i took off in katy, swear i ain’t just rappin’, this sh+t on the daily (swear i ain’t just rappin’)
i’m tryna tell my young n+ggas, “chill, stop postin’ them guns ’cause they tryna build cases”
but they don’t give no f+cks (don’t give no f+cks), still hoppin’ out trucks, broad day, leave a n+gga on the pavement (broad day)
[chorus]
can’t be mad ’cause your bro dead, a whole lot of bags gettin’ put on head (whole lot of bags gettin’ put on head, racks)
switch got really r+t+rded, hop out blowin’ that hrrt, make everybody fled (everybody fled)
give good brain but she special ed, though, sister too fine, really think that i want both (think that i want both)
robbin’ some sh+t in a whole different state, tryna get sh+t smacked, you can call me rambo (gettin’ sh+t smacked)
i’m one them ones that’ll hop out blowin’, you don’t gotta ask, best believe that i’m scorin’ (i’m scorin’)
rock, rockin’ this dog sh+t, we can get it on anywhere, i’ll k!ll n+gga ass in rick owens (k!ll n+gga ass in rick owens)
i heard the news that he died on tv, psych, i been knowin’ n+ggas was dead (i been knowin’)
ayy, i been knowin’ that they were scared (come on), big bak, boy, i put sh+t to bed (let’s go)

[outro]
ayy (ha), been knowin’ n+ggas was dead
ha, come on (ayy, ayy)
big bak
whole lot of brick sh+t
gettin’ put on head, uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh

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