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jackboy & 2 chainz – believe dat lyrics

[intro]
(trauma tone)

[chorus: jackboy]
i can’t trust no b+tch over my dog (over my dog), i don’t pillow talk (i don’t pillow talk)
n+ggas p+ssy, got sent more than blogs (more than blogs)
i can’t f+ck with fooli ’cause he flawed (i mean that)
i’m not squashin’ sh+t, i don’t see no need to talk (no)
free my n+ggas from behind them walls (behind them walls), acceptin’ all your calls (all your calls)
soon my n+gga touch down, we gon’ ball (we gon’ ball)
f+ck them hoes that sat and watched you rot (believe that)
tear down the f+ckin’ mall the first day they let you out (let’s go)

[verse 1: jackboy]
tear down the f+ckin’ mall the first day that they let you go (okay)
tear down the f+ckin’ mall, you play, we got glocks in the store (yeah)
nah, b+tch, this ain’t for fashion, do no actin’, really active (activе)
a n+gga play with me, he gotta die or i ain’t happy (grrah)
d+mn, i’m mad as f+ck (i’m mad), thе opps got too much luck (luck)
only f+ck on them percs (percs), she got way too much b+tt (b+tt)
only missin’ when i’m on drugs, ain’t no way this sh+t have love (nah)
you know that boy a thug and he ain’t gon’ give no b+tch his trust (trust)

[chorus: jackboy & 2 chainz]
i can’t trust no b+tch over my dog (over my dog), i don’t pillow talk (i don’t pillow talk)
n+ggas p+ssy, got sent more than blogs (more than blogs)
i can’t f+ck with fooli ’cause he flawed (i mean that)
i’m not squashin’ sh+t, i don’t see no need to talk (no)
free my n+ggas from behind them walls (behind them walls), acceptin’ all your calls (all your calls)
soon my n+gga touch down, we gon’ ball (we gon’ ball)
f+ck them hoes that sat and watched you rot (believe that, yeah, yeah)
tear down the f+ckin’ mall the first day they let you out (let’s go, toni)
[verse 2: 2 chainz]
them my brother, them my brother, them my brother too
please don’t be no bully, hope the bully bullet proof (bah)
tattoo on my b+tch p+ssy, say “coming soon”
i still missed court and the sh+t was on zoom (d+mn)
turkey bags, i’m buyin ten, elbows on table, dine in
yeah, black boys don’t go to jail, statistics say they dyin’ in
got my lady flyin’ in, tequila with the lime in
tattoos on the spine in and lookin’ like i signed in
mobile phone, contraband, marble floors, lots of land
bando filled with pots and pans, you steal this sauce, we break your hand
landlord make you break the lease
greenlight, ain’t no breaks to me
you don’t know what it takes to be, real b+tch, you fake to me

[chorus: jackboy & ralo]
i can’t trust no b+tch over my dog (over my dog, yeah, yeah), i don’t pillow talk (i don’t pillow talk, yeah, yeah)
n+ggas p+ssy, got sent more than blogs (more than blogs, yeah)
i can’t f+ck with fooli ’cause he flawed (i mean that, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
i’m not squashin’ sh+t, i don’t see no need to talk (no, nah)
free my n+ggas from behind them walls (behind them walls), acceptin’ all your calls (all your calls)
soon my n+gga touch down, we gon’ ball (we gon’ ball)
f+ck them hoes that sat and watched you rot (believe that)
tear down the f+ckin’ mall the first day they let you out (let’s go, yeah)

[verse 3: ralo]
i’m finna f+ck up the mall with jack (yeah)
i be a frog, but never a rat (no)
they better miss me with all of that (yeah)
f+ck all them n+ggas who fallin’ back
i’m on a mission to get me a mill’ (yeah)
oh, i forgot, i got me a mill’ (i got me a mill’)
i got two (two), maybe three (three) and that sh+t before tv
f+ck a sense with a guilt (yeah)
f+ck a ho and get her lyft (yeah)
all my plugs done got k!lled (yup)
he can never say i told him wrong (nope)
they can never say i did them wrong, i’m the one that put them n+ggas on
i’m the g.o.a.t. when i’m in the zone
made a million off a mini phone (yeah)
five million in the sprinter (yup)
it’s a dog food winter (winter)
we ain’t worried about no n+gga (no)
in my eyes, i’m gorilla (yeah)
in my eyes i’m king kong, run it back like ping pong
run it back, ding+dong, i’ma make this sh+t my ringtone
we been ballin’ all summer (summer), we gon’ do it all winter (yeah)
i don’t really f+ck with no n+gga (no), but jackboy, my bro, n+gga (yeah)
i ain’t opp, he zo, n+gga (big opp)
b+tch, this just how this sh+t go, n+gga (yeah)
hold up, i wanna say one thing (what?), f+ck you (before i go, n+gga)

- jackboy 2 chainz lyrics

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