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jaey kilo - blacksmith lyrics

[intro]
i’m getting whatever whenever
cuz everything i’m doing better
moving like one and together
still talking bout business in letters

[chorus]
i’m paying ya baby momma bills i’m getting whatever whenever
she treating you like a crash dummy cuz everything i’m doing better
all of my n-gg-s they own boss but moving like one and together
i got some n-gg-s up the road still talking bout buisness in letters
don’t got prove nothing not a point i’m confident enough that i’m valid
tryna have 2 or more commas when i go to check on my balance
scorpions on them kilos they wasn’t mine but i had it
tooken them risks for them chips i stamp on that to a pallet

[verse 1]
flowing like a blacksmith, hard as a anvil
vicodins, percocets, adderalls n-gg- no advil
no type psp or controllers but i got the handheld
as long as that mother f-cker breathing ain’t nothing i can’t k!ll
breathe on the beat no support the heartbeat’ll flatline
i’m k!lling this sh-t catch a homi glock 23 mac-9
i’m screaming free rome and free mike judge giving em max time
i threw all my jewelry in the tub they wet now its bath time
bad time i’m tryna f-ck on her clique all her friends’ll get sl-tted and gutted
legs in the air i’m dipping it in pull out head back open mouth and i nutted
order you food then i’m dropping ya home don’t waste to much time ain’t tryna be stunted
tryna bounce back to the paper ain’t tryna kick it nah ain’t tryna be punting
bad time i’m tryna f-ck on her clique all her friends’ll get sl-tted and gutted
legs in the air i’m dipping it in pull out head back open mouth and i nutted
order you food then i’m dropping ya home don’t waste to much time ain’t tryna be stunted
tryna bounce back to the paper ain’t tryna kick it nah ain’t tryna be punting

[verse 2]
you put ya tongue down her throat
and i put my c-m down her throat
you treat the hoe like a queen and i treat the hoe like a joke
you got her saved under hearts her number ain’t saved in my phone
you let the hoe meet ya moms and i let that hoe meet the bro woah
i’m hearing ya raps don’t sound to masculine
n-gg-s is b-tches they having some estrogen
f-cking on wives and moms we smashing em
sticking her tongue out nut and she catching em
i go where i want n-body better not f-ck with me
these n-gg-s so mad cuz they is not up with me
these b-tches get mad cuz they get not enough of me
she wanna take pics and post that not love to me
i don’t believe in that sh-t all l-st to me
only lip service that sh-t is all bluff to me

- jaey kilo lyrics

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