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heartlezz jayy - hittas on deewood lyrics

[intro]
n+ggas know i’m in the studio with it, man, on my mama, ayy, don’t play
you feel me? on my mama
(nemii, this b+tch r+t+rded)

[verse]
we got hitters right on deewood
might be seventeen, glock 17, we gon’ still get your head spilled
hollows tracin’ through your home, no, you can’t get shield
these n+ggas talkin’ h+lla gangster, get they face peeled
uh, i just popped a pill
these n+ggas talkin gangster like they got some k!lls
enh up on the block, we take that n+gga top
b+tch, i been piru, all i scream is bop
throwin’ sh+t up in your videos what really get you shot
that n+gga spoke up on t.y., that’s what had got him popped
mmm, i swear i’m talking sh+t
but if a suckеr try me, i’ma bust him in his sh+t
she cut me off, i got thе bag now, she a dummy b+tch
i just upped the glock on buddy, i done made the n+gga p+ss
that’s a homicide, i’m like kobe, never throw assists
if he kiss my ace, i hope he know i nutted on her lip
but if he clappin’ that, i hope he know that i’m still in the mix
one cup of nyq won’t take away that pain, i need ’bout six
we don’t play with n+ggas, we just play with motherf+ckin’ sticks
if i let off thirty shots, you gon’ think it’s three of me
i do pressure on both sides like a f+ckin’ [?][1:10]
i just pulled out a motherf+ckin’ whole band, i know she feelin’ me
better not ask me for a thing, i’m gon’ leave your ass on seen
ever since i was a baby, n+gga, i been 17
tell ’em up the score on racks, n+gga, i got them skinny jeans
in an srt, i just hit the gas
i know d+mn well she wanna f+ck because i got that bag
if that’s the gang you rep, you better show your motherf+ckin’ flag
i hold the forty in my pants, it be the reason why i sag
[outro]
it be the reason why i sag, n+gga
ayy
i sag, you heard it
enh until the death of me, n+gga
you feel me?
don’t do that, bro
f+ck a n+gga, man, f+ck all that

- heartlezz jayy lyrics

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