jaey kilo – remix rappers lyrics
[intro]
(finesse)
these n-gg-s remix rappers
and they remix swagger
[chorus]
most these n-gg-s in my city a bunch of remix rappers
remixing my raps, remixing my flow‚ and then they remix swagger
we don’t need security‚ we the shooters‚ n-gg- we the clappers
we don’t need handouts, unlike these n-gg-s, we don’t need ya glamour
trial and error it took some time‚ we got it off the muscle
no one carried us had to grind, we had to learn to hustle
it wasn’t easy, almost gave up‚ man this life a struggle
my father taught me make all types of moves, but keep it subtle
[verse 1]
i don’t like hoes, that don’t like hoes, my b-tches like b-tches to
she f-ck with me, what you want ? you get it, that my gift to you
i f-ck with ya vibe, is you gone ride, cuz girl i’m into you
i see you bossing, it match my flossing, both us winning to
i love my glock, finger f-ck this b-tch, i put my d-ck in you
yeah she look s-xy, but dawg don’t sleep, ‘fore that b-tch be skinning you
i been in hot water, with sharks in the dark, but still was swimming thru
you new to the block, and come thru to cop, then yeah we skimping you
eating elegant seafood at eddie v’s, we eating on calamari
my fam gon ball on my grandpa, they having it all on me
cop chains with our names, ain’t no plain janes we flooding out all our piece
finna flood our watch don’t believe just watch, rolex and audemar p’s
myself and a few real ones, ain’t n-body else that part our team
get change and gain, f-ck fame and names, that ain’t apart our dream
be changing lanes, in wraiths and range, yeah that apart our scheme
it’s power move recs, and bc set, they tryna get part our scene
[chorus]
most these n-gg-s in my city a bunch of remix rappers
remixing my raps, remixing my flow, and then they remix swagger
we don’t need security, we the shooters, n-gg- we the clappers
we don’t need handouts, unlike these n-gg-s, we don’t need ya glamour
trial and error it took some time, we got it off the muscle
no one carried us had to grind, we had to learn to hustle
it wasn’t easy, almost gave up, man this life a struggle
my father taught me make all types of moves, but keep it subtle
[verse 2]
these n-gg-s remix rappers, and swagger jackers, they all of that
cuz they never drop, something hot, unless it other artists tracks
they don’t got no hoes, they don’t got no clothes, i swear thats all to rap
they don’t got no guns, they don’t got no funds, i swear they all the cap
iphone for the snap, boost mobile for the trap, so that it’s hard to tap
we ain’t shooting to shoot, we shooting to hoop, so if we spark to wack
we done motivated most these n-gg-s and hoes, to start to rap
playing gangsta but when it come down to it, they don’t got the heart to clap
when we get bored, call up some jawns, then cop us a hyatt
and i’m tryna hunch, f-ck property rules, we ain’t keeping it quiet
these n-gg-s my lunch, even though they all sweet, i ain’t taking no diet
eating off they plate, they know and ignore, and they deny it
she ain’t never did cocaine, but told me she wanted to try it
and you know the rules, if it they first time, then they don’t buy it
2-3 for the 2-3 chain, young n-gg- i’m fly, no pilot
and my diamonds p-ssed, i gotten em mad, and started a riot
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