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j1hunnit & babytron - murda pain lyrics

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[intro]
(hokatiwi)

[verse 1: babytron & j1hunnit]
211 on the opps’ block, murder, pain
we gon’ do the shortage every time we get to serve a lame
baldheads in the clip, i came g.i. jane
hollows pull the dreads out his head, he look like lil wayne
doggy askin’ questions, think that he the cia
german engineering, if i pop out, you gon’ see i8s
it’s purple facial hairs on the ‘za, but this babyface
the runtz from detroit, but they nicknamed mia
spot bangin’ just like el george’s
if i pulled out a scam trick, you would’ve fell for it
i’m in a ‘cat time+skippin’, turnpikе teleportin’
it look like somеthin’ died in this cup, you see the rigor mortis (dirty)
i might take the hundreds out the stash and build a fortress
when it’s beef on the floor, boy, that grill enormous
molotov the opps’ block and make human torches
hit a b+tch once and then park her like a pair of forces
dropped a line in my cup that cost a pair of jordans
you the mascot, i’ll bounce right over you like aaron gordon
thick+faced rollie on my wrist, but not tracy morgan
dog sh+t hangin’ out my pocket like i a sold an organ
cuddy sn+tched it off a tablet, then he sold a foreign
if you don’t wanna get stripped, then that pole important
[verse 2: j1hunnit]
star beam on the stick, my friends call me jorgen
send a n+gga to the cosmos if i send deployment (1hunnit, whew)
we carved all the opps’ pumpkins, now they ass headless hors+m+n (brrt)
i’m finna take this n+gga bags, he in cahoots with the enforcements (give me your motherf+ckin’ bags)
majin buu+ass n+ggas out here practicin’ absorption (tryna take my powers)
this ho just kicked me out her p+ssy, i got caught tryna record it
she just told me she was hungry and got mad ’cause i ignored it (the f+ck?)
get your mans a pair of shoes, he spammin’ one pair of jordans

[outro: j1hunnit]
get your motherf+ckin’ mans, b
get that n+gga some kicks or somethin’, man
you are out here lookin’ dweeby
my bad, lil’ homie, what’s up?
get your mans
alright



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