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[gg] young judo – belts lyrics

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[chorus # young judo]
got belts like a movie reel, shooting a fl!ck
got clips, like a trailer, we bust in yo sh#t
lil b#tch, know we hit we don’t miss, pull up with the tech, with the extended clip
i just hit l!cks, don’t give no sh#ts, don’t give no f#cks and you know this
back then they used to make fun of my game, now that i’m lit they all notice, me

[verse 1 # young judo]
i got the pack, and it’s potent, came with the glock, and it’s loaded
talking that sh#t, you get bloated, running yo mouth get posted, up
run up on us, you get toasted, packing these bangers, i ain’t even boasting
in your own blood, you gon be basting “how judo do that?? he just amazing.”
thick lil b#tch, but i buy her a facelift, then i go slaughter the p#ssy like jason, i just want neck, i ain’t 4#basing, she still go down on me, down in the bas#m#nt
i lay her down like a motherf#cking placemat, even though she just done told me she taken, bringing it back, bending her back, making it clap, judo, i slap
yeah, big bags, broski got pack in the back, sending it back, making it count, running that sh#t, making amounts
ain’t toting caps, spending some racks, just like yo b#tch got the dd’s
f#ck on yo girl, then i’m kicking her out, drop her #ss off at the micky#d’s

[verse 2 # yung falle]
i pull up with glocks, we run from the ops, next thing you know we pop and we rock
i pull up with molly, i pull up with xans, next thing you know b#tch i’m flexing these bands
everyday gotta be spending these millions, pull up on your block with a 40 no extinctions
everyday out here popping these bars, but next thing you know b#tch i’m flying to mars
you don’t want a relationship, all you do is play, next thing you know, all day i’m getting laid
pull up on your street with a glock, we be popping that molly don’t stop
i’mma hit the studio and spit some heat, you already know i got yo girl on my meat
come watch the show, come take a seat
pull up on me yeah your crew get beat

[chorus # young judo]
got belts like a movie reel, shooting a fl!ck
got clips, like a trailer, we bust in yo sh#t
lil b#tch, know we hit we don’t miss, pull up with the tech, with the extended clip
i just hit l!cks, don’t give no sh#ts, don’t give no f#cks and you know this
back then they used to make fun of my game, now that i’m lit they all notice, me



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