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craven - no joke lyrics

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[craven]
i’m no joke i swing with low blows
i’m coming kicking like a dojo i’m on a roll bro
f-ck what you sayin you don’t know hoe i got the pesos
im dipped in queso with that new guap im at my new spot
reckless like boondocks with that uh

paper that i got back in the bag yuh aye
i’m about to count a hunnit stacks uh
me and homies kick it back from the past never slack rippin gl-ss
ima need about a minute ima

bang up on em he don’t want it not no smoke for yuh
think i got it kinda cop it you don’t want it bruh
you’d be bodied up left you in the dust
dead you red you heard i hurt him he look like a blood
come from the mud cash came like a plug
i can’t get enough b-tch i can’t get enough

[jaycee wraps]
f-ck what you heard b-tch i got that thirty clip
im poppin off at all the nerds b-tch i make it hurt b-tch
flex out with gucci and that fur b-tch won’t fall like bird sh-t
up on the track i’m f-ckin merciless i’m feelin murderous yuh yuh aye

you ain’t talkin sh-t when i pull up with the stick
i make it motherf-ckin hit and i ain’t f-ckin with a b-tch
said i gotta got get it i wet it
know that sh-t is betted never fretted
im better than all you mothaf-ckin peasants

i ain’t goin anywhere planted like adirondack
got ya b-tches ponytail suckin d-ck in the pontiac
caffeinated monster i’m up like a d-mn insomniac
f-ckin a physician b-tch you is a hypochondriac

yuhh
aye i’ll f-ck up ya day
spray the 38
im k!llin every f-ckin snake
we gone k!ll the game and that ain’t no god d-mn debate
come and step to us if you been tryna meet ya fate b-tch

[craven]
im no joke i swing with low blows
im coming kicking like a dojo i’m on a roll bro
f-ck what you sayin you don’t know hoe i got the pesos
im dipped in queso with that new guap i’m at my new spot
reckless like boondocks

yuh yuh
i got the bag, i’m in my bag
b-tch got me mad said that b-tch got me mad
yuh aye
my lines on sight like a red dot
you gone test do the jump b-tch you best not
see the stars aimin high like and astronaut
i gave it a thought blow up on the spot
im ready or not i’m ready to die i’m sick of disguises i’m on the rise yuh

an i’m sick to my stomach
the blunt burns like runnin i’m gunnin b-tch shut it
this ain’t no discussion
i want it i got it i got it i got it

an you see im poppin off again i got adrenaline
im up i’m toxic b-tch malevolent i feel i’m heaven sent
and you irrelevant i’m takin shots just for the h-ll of it
you was with me at one point think maybe you should’ve relished it

[jaycee wraps]
squad all in the back
when i pull out the mac
got facts on facts
when you runnin jack attack
yo brains go splat like a mothaf-ckin c-mshot
bodies in the back sprayin off a hunnid gunshots
keepin the connection like a mothaf-ckin hotspot
make it to the top i beat elites my name is kakarot yuhh
aye uh huh aye

[craven]
im no joke i swing with low blows
im coming kicking like a dojo i’m on a roll bro
f-ck what you sayin you don’t know hoe i got the pesos
im dipped in queso with that new guap i’m at my new spot
reckless like boondocks with that

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