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jake miller (ja ke) - only gets worse lyrics

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{bridge}

my town chiraq
opps say they won’t lack
“don’t lack”
still lack

{verse 1}

grab the strap
pop that cap
the b-tch sit in my lap
we don’t pick scr-ps
watch this sh-t unwrap
should take a nap
24/7 all this rap
hit a lick asap
robins on the flap
my role model pap

{verse 2}

pull out the nick
b-tch on my d-ck
love the whole clique
seconds they tick
this sh-t is too lit
them n-gg-s having a fit
sell a brick
do that sh-t quick
on the run like michael vick
my lighter bic
got hoes so thick
opps think they slick
play em like a joystick

{verse 3}

r. i. p to l’a
they said i’d make it one day
stacks of bands
how much this sh-t weigh
i do it my way
what that n-gg- say?
put the pole to his face
this sh-t isn’t horseplay
keep this sh-t downplay
all you can eat
this sh-t a buffet
none of us betray
up the pipe, the floor where he lay
we let his body decay
wsk
that n-gg- got slayed
we don’t drive chevrolet
my name jake but you can call me j’a

{verse 4}

steal a n-gg- life
all he got is a pocket knife
no she ain’t my wife
she just for the night
they look alike
this sh-t is alright
i hope she don’t bite
this sh-t is applied
keep my bro cayden right by my side
we finna catch a body tonight
wsk allied
put your sh-t aside
turn your sh-t to columbine
got a .45 and a 9
now its bout time
we’ve made up our mind
we just decide
no we don’t compromise
that sh-t is denied

{closing}

when they see us they run
but you can’t run from a gun
we got more than just one
no we aren’t done
this sh-t just begun
we gon leave your sh-t spun
this is too fun
nah, this is more than just fun
pull up on a b-tch
and 1
smoke this sh-t out my lungs
your b-tch suck me off and say
“yummm”
you are too dumb
y’all some babies keep sucking your thumb
d-mn this stack weigh bout a ton
and yeah n-gg- we won

f-ck you mean we ain’t won?
get the f-ck out with your airsoft gun
we’ll leave your sh-t undone
cook you b-tch, leave you overdone
wsk on your block where we overrun
and what’s up with that one-on-one?
n-gg- you look silly with that water gun
n-gg- i look chilly with this tommy-gun
extended clip, extend the fun
n-gg- we’re number one!



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