jai terror - back from the dead lyrics
uh yeah yeah
uh
shoutout to wahnigang
come to me, then i bang
mother-f-cker, 40 aim
got a bag, i won’t deal it
smoke my dope, then i seal it
i want more, so i steal it
i want more, yeah i need it
f-ck yo hoe, then i leave her
i don’t even f-cking need her
say i’m cold, bring my heater
but i still know how to treat her
i don’t f-ck, with these hoes
cause these hoes, they all suck
they gone suck on my d-ck
tell that p-ssy-hoe “what’s up?”
getting buck, in the club
i snuck in, i’m too young
had to run, to my funds
used to count up all the ones
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking oh sh-t
i’m realizing uh
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking ahh
yeah yeah yeah
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking
f-ck out my circle cause that sh-t is vacant
i do not f-ck with these pigs just bacon
bake him up, shake him up
he don’t want no smoke with us
we can fade you fade-away
i turn your -ss to f-cking dust
i got the pack in my backpack
you want the smoke like bad bad
pull up with the scopes like baghdad
yeah yeah i’m in the coupe
ducking your head better watch where i shoot
f-cking that b-tch kick her out of my room
back from the dead like i came from a tomb
smoking on dope but i need me some shrooms
got a bag, i won’t deal it
smoke my dope, then i seal it
i want more, so i steal it
i want more, yeah i need it
f-ck yo hoe, then i leave her
i don’t even f-cking need her
say i’m cold, bring my heater
but i still know how to treat her
i don’t f-ck, with these hoes
cause these hoes, they all suck
they gone suck on my d-ck
tell that p-ssy-hoe “what’s up?”
getting buck, in the club
i snuck in, i’m too young
had to run, to my funds
used to count up all the ones
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking oh sh-t
i’m realizing uh
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking ahh
yeah yeah yeah
smoke fill the room
juuging what it do
juug till fifty two
b-tch i’m still rude
4x
got a bag, i won’t deal it
smoke my dope, then i seal it
i want more, so i steal it
i want more, yeah i need it
f-ck yo hoe, then i leave her
i don’t even f-cking need her
say i’m cold, bring my heater
but i still know how to treat her
i don’t f-ck, with these hoes
cause these hoes, they all suck
they gone suck on my d-ck
tell that p-ssy-hoe “what’s up?”
getting buck, in the club
i snuck in, i’m too young
had to run, to my funds
used to count up all the ones
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking oh sh-t
i’m realizing uh
now that i’m up and i see that they hating
i’m realizing that everyone faking ahh
yeah yeah yeah
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