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fifth ave jay - situated lyrics

[intro]
glock, glock, glock
what the f+ck, ah, ah, ah, yeah
glock, glock like, if i ever situated on my block
like, gotta keep a chop
how many n+ggas died up on they block?
i ain’t gon’ quit until i see a opp
like, gotta keep a chop

[verse 1 (fifth ave jay)]
how many n+ggas died up on they block?
if i ever situated on my block
like, gotta keep a chop
how many n+ggas died up on they block?
i ain’t gon’ quit until i see a opp
we never stop until our body drop
like, what they gon’ do when they run into me?
i’m like the realest in the room
play pop, clear the room, i’m out to shake it, i shake up the room
who that young n+gga steppin’ and sh+t?
ain’t see my money, i ain’t steppin’ no b+tch
hop, hop, ho, shoppin’ at saks
call money, it’s just a fact i get money, i’m pullin’ thе loan
bad lil’ b+tch gon’ act too bad
i’m a young n+gga, do it alone
if she need me, but shе gettin’ wrapped
i can tell her, baby, i ain’t tellin’ her
what she doin’, baby, spend the pack
pull a juice, keep spittin’ that
hot, hot, nah, n+gga, come spin my track
ain’t no time for this sh+t
word to my mother, i’ma keep with her, buck in the back
r.i.p. 5th
i keep a hammer just because the n+ggas want whack
i cannot stop, i have it situated on my b+tt
like, like, check, digga, gah, gah, gah
[verse 2 (jaythe demonn)]
it’s a new opp, new chain
rollin’ my p and punchin’ the same like
can’t be for no gram, this is not a promotion
y’all see what i’m on, it’s a part of the motion
i’m movin’, i’m makin’ em sick
rollin’ up, i’m a bachelor slave
don’t get loud with the kid, cause i talk in the mic
ya b+tch on my d+ck and she do what i like
yeah, she doin’ it right, we gon’ f+ck in your bed
i’ma stay for the night
and it’s up for whoever, what y’all wanna do
kid out here with me, he shakin’ the room
and he ready to play somebody, a demon patron in my system
like what? like d+mn, he a ghost, let me know who the victim
like what? like d+mn, when i catch him, he goin’ with them
gang, he sad, all the dudes say you know what i do
i’ma bend the whole black to his shoes
he alright, he got beat out his forces
she gonna choose me, i don’t gotta force it
they tell me i’m buggin’
over perky, i think that i lost it, like
and he still wanna talk, what he tryna do?
he know i’m on bullsh+t, like i’ma own it, start callin’ me mister
with a pity, i’m holdin’ his liquor
in that v2 d2 pistols
call me frosty, i make it with crystal
and she buckin’ like she boutta fall
hold her waist while she grabbin’ the wall
i’m called stupid, called dumb
your b+tch wanna rug, do
like, headie and dudes called crazy
throw it back like her name was brazy
on my body she say that i’m taste
makin’ a clap, yeah she wanna taste me
like, yeah she wanna taste me
it’s that jay the demon n+gga
your b+tch call me the joker
cause she like it when i choke her
[outro (fifth ave jay)]
you heard what he said
ha ha ha ha ha
nah

- fifth ave jay lyrics

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