famous webz - jects lyrics
they in my jects? alright
money got poked, he got sent to that light
free l+scr+pp, he safe
bro keep flocking in front of the jakes
ebk, now we smoking on “shh”
prime had died on his sofa, oh sh+t
tyg, give a f+ck bout’ ya gang
n+ggas know that lolo got em’ dead
if he jackin’ the opps, leave it messy
rakey got clapped, shoulda gotten a wedgie
they be talkin’ bout jay p, that’s old school
smoke the deads, and this sh+t got me deadie
free the real, f+ck the fake, grrah
brooklyn, don’t play with the gang
tygk, what the f+ck nggas think? i throw a shot if he screaming out [?]
i smoke prime, cause i’m tygk
that’s a loc, now we out to the gates
if he got money, we poke him
i been on hots since the day n+ggas showed up
think he crazy, get put on a poster
i call zeeky, he pull out his strap
p+ssy got flocked on his block, so relax
f+ck the bronx, cause all they do is rap
bet them n+ggas won’t go to the raq
they in my jects? alright
money got poked, he got sent to that light
free l+scr+pp, he safe
bro keep flocking in front of the jakes
ebk, now we smoking on “shh”
prime had died on his sofa, oh sh+t
tyg, give a f+ck bout’ ya gang
n+ggas know that lolo got em’ dead (tyg+k)
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