crackhead jynn – $hugga lyrics
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[crackhead jynn]
nah n-gga we don’t go back
to all them henny shots they calling throwbacks
to all them petty cops that wanna, come my way
so shout out to fetty wap, and all em’ dope sacks
yeah, you real crooked w/ a gold badge
yeah, now you feel stupid, wanna toe tag jynn
but it don’t last, looking at me go fast, hopping that i don’t crash even if i don’t p-ss him
i’m, gone
i don’t, want him, to (k-k-k-k) ketchup;
slide up on the crackhead
then it be a mess huh
shotty to ya fat head, bl–dy from the neck up. (next up)
i ain’t setup to get messed up, settle for the rest like illuminated chest junk
rest up n-gga, you competing w/ the best but if you keep on fibbing we gon’ have to make you fess up
test us
(prod. oshi)
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