a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

crashoutjay - jusswokeup (freestyle) lyrics

Loading...

yeah, yeah, (turn the f+ck up) yeah, yeah, (i can turn this bih up)yeah
d+mn, d+mn
yep
glock in my pocket i stay with that rocket you run up on me you gon fly yeah
i call the dope man to give me some dope young n+gga tryna get high yeah
go get the profit and flip some more b+tch in my face i’m like bye yea
we got the draces and the glocks and the k’s we gone make 4th of july

whippin that scat its like hunned the dash
ion care bout her feelings i’m just tryna smash
i be flipping her ovеr and breaking her back
got them hunnеds and fifties all up in the stash

hottest young n+gga i feel like steve nash
and she can’t get my money ion care if she mad
can’t trust no hoe they’ll take yo bag
but i get it back ina muhf+ckin flash

pockets be fat this sh+t look like some chicken
i’m stuck to my money like bobby & whitney
them certified steppas gone stomp your committee
cuh off of the perc n+gga looking like timmy

ion f+ck with these b+tches cuh i am not friendly she wanna go date take her ass to wendy’s
wrist on icy
match my pendant
most of these n+ggas they really offended
(lets go)
uh uh
exotic my whip and my dope and my b+tch
and i heard wockiana had turned to a trish
i can slime a lil n+gga like morty & rick
arp name will can rock lil chris

i hot ina winter but cold ina summer
you play with lil p he blow sh+t like osama
that draco clear up all the drama
can’t go fed b+tch ain’t gunna

- crashoutjay lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...