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elijah holcomb - jackboys187 lyrics

[intro]
b#tch, it’s purple… but not on grape street
wake up in the morning and i’m getting back to it

[chorus]
uh, jeremy scotts on my feet when i milly rock
i gave her a pill, she turned into a thot
i walk on scene and now issa murder clock
i got the money, bad girl and yessir i won it all
tell that boy he talking it’ll get him popped

[verse 1]
100 rounds in the clip, aye
i sit back and i sip j
don’t call my phone
baby pluto, i’m gone
i take bands and empty clips
that boy get hit wit a d#ck, no h0m#
n#ggas tryna make statements
put his brains on the pavement
k!ll his brother, then off his mother i hang with real k!llers
adam got a glock and he ain’t afraid to pop her
my choppa sound like a helicopter and hates talking it just pops oppas
looking around for yo b#tch, i got her
all my opps be steady talking
pay attention when my n#gga talking
ashland city ’till i’m dead and gone
all i got is comme des garçons

[verse 2]
why you mad like that?
daddy’s money got yo back
he gonna really try to get my at
how the f#ck you gonna talk behind my f#cking back
all my n#gga gonna ride until we dead and gone
i’m back
been attacked but still shoot up any rat pack
we move bricks and get the money
my girl loves to wear my cardigan
brand new sh#t, gucci cardigan
187, we k!lling sh#t

- elijah holcomb lyrics

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