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j mont (rap) - squad shit lyrics

[hook: john anthony]
you go where i go
i go where you go
that’s how we roll
that’s how we go

you go where i go
i go where you go
that’s how we roll
that’s how we go

[verse 1: john anthony]
yeah, look
i’m just sittin’ here light rappin’
moonwalk like i’m mike jackson, i think big ’cause it might happen
i don’t f+ck with the light action, i like a lot of sh+t blowin’ out
pray to god you can hold me out, like my middle finger, i ain’t goin’ down
yeah, ’cause i don’t got nothin’ to lose (nah)
why would i f+ck with these industry rappers if they givin’ money for views?
i got a lot on my plate (yeah) but i never said i was full (nope)
don’t try to act like we buddy+buddy when you f+ckin’ over the crew
i head to her crib (head to her crib) and show her a very good time
did her for thirty+five minutes and then head out to a quarter to nine (bye)
i got too much on my mind (yeah) and i don’t got time for the love
but i’m doin’ magic like i’m in orlando, i’m takin’ my shots in the club (brrr)
yeah
squad sh+t, we don’t part away, gettin’ bread even through the holidays
mother f+ckers better start savin’ pennies or they gon’ learn the hardaway
i am not playin’, better stop sayin’ that we down now to roll with’cha
mother f+ckers never go with’cha, shoot shots now when we notice ya
[hook: john anthony]
you go where i go
i go where you go
that’s how we roll
that’s how we go

you go where i go
i go where you go
that’s how we roll
that’s how we go

[verse 2: j mont]
bad b+tch, she go wherever i want
she likin’ my ego, i’m rockin’ all saint laurant
we f+ckin’ til dawn, she know she out on the lawn with all of the people
singin’ my song, beatles, my money long that sh+t look like a steeple
flow lethal injection, lyrically i’m perfection
baddest b+tches my section, baggin’ ’em with no question
i’m no student, i’m teachin’ the lesson
my n+ggas they hop out and dip, shootin’ sh+t they got on their hips
reload when they empty the clips, hit you now you walk with a limp
they wantin’ a glimpse, ridin’ my wave, come hop on the ship
not a slave but i’m lovin’ the whips and my chains too, i’m way above
i got a planes view or like a dove and a crane too
my ice cold, need gloves, i’m still hot, my flames blue
i know y’all think i am important, yeah
my women and cars are imported, yeah
the feds think all my breads extorted, but
i been great since i first recorded, yeah
[hook: john anthony]
you go where i go
i go where you go
that’s how we roll
that’s how we go

you go where i go
i go where you go
that’s how we roll
that’s how we go

- j mont rap lyrics

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