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citsjordan - eternal lyrics

[intro]
cozy. (grahh!)

[cazow]
it’s lil’ caden, he gon’ pull up with them sticks (boom)
choppa do him dirty, best hope i don’t quit
it’s me and liyl in this spot, so we gon run off witcho b+tch
and that n+gga better duck, cuz them bullets do not miss
and i’m really coming quick, [?]
oh he run off witcho b+tch, [?]
yeah, that’s how it go, that’s how it go
yeah i’m back up on this beat, and i ain never going slow
they try to catch up to lil’ caden but he already gone
and the packs are in the back, so if you play getting smoked
and i’m flippin with the wrist, so if you play you getting crocked. (woo!)
[qkjordan]
you must wanna play with the gang (grahh)
f+ck on yo b+tch, talkin bout you is lame
talkin on the internet, thinkin you can get some fame
now n+gga in a shoot out thinkin it’s a game
til’ i pop yo p+ssy ass right in the face
n+gga run slow, bullets fly like it’s the race
he tried to spin back with his sh+tty aim
put him in a casket now we smokin’ on his grave
forever being known, that’s on gang

[liylphresh]
n+gga’s think the touch until them bullets in them houses
n+gga’s mad we winning, but them goofy boy’s ain stoppin sh+t
when we come and chase this money, b+tch you know i get alot of it
and watch as i call caden, he gon’ spin and he is not gon’ miss
yeah i’m smoking on this zaza, this sh+t done got me h+lla fire
you saying that i’m p+ssy, but you scary n+gga’s never slide
i’m really out here jumpin, if we spinnin boy you better hide
that boy took off his ski, now he gon’ die we got him memorized
i’m out here dunkin, these scary n+gga’s runnin
he was tough up on the net, but that boy froze up out in public
if i put this on my life, best believe that i ain’t missin
my cup too filled up with this wock, it got spilling sh+t
n+gga’s know i’m movin’ tactic, call up jordan and he spazzin
i can’t wait til’ i see shevy, that lil’ boy ain on that action
my glock a boogie bomb, cuz it’s gon’ make a n+gga dance
i’m chasin’ money, give a f+ck about them fans
i’m tryna make it out but there’s so many n+gga’s doubtin me
can’t wait til i get rich and hear my momma say she proud of me
keep a gun up on my waist cuz every day, it’s my policy
you better pick a casket, that’s where most you n+gga’s boutta’ be
told my bro that we gon’ make it, and i told him to be patient
i’mma gonna get us out the hood, if that’s a risk then i’mma take it
you try to talk up on this glock, he gon get shots there ain no fakin’
if i catch that n+gga asser, throw his body in a bas+m+nt
[outro]
gang
gang, gang

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