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jay amo – violation lyrics

[intro]
yo, and it’s the local opp
yo

[verse 1]
chasing these p-ssyholes down on the road
screaming “p-ssyholes, get out the road”
if i nab this yout and there’s an eye witness
we don’t stress, that’s the code of the road
never gonna get robbed, nah, that’s a no
don’t try call for your mandem or bro
don’t try bell up your uncle or pickney
if i see apple signs, then i rob man’s phone
if i catch man on road and i like his phone
do man a deal like score for nifteens
give back your sim and let you walk free
if you go right out, i’ll bore you quickly
jay amo always get ps on road
jay amo always needs chip and rizla
jay amo hates blue bacon sizzler
jay amo’s more evil than hitler
run up on your yard, kick down the door
boom, run upstairs and enter your room
cleaning your goods like i move with a broom
l1ck three shots, then i’m gone like vroom vroom
if i catch any batty boy with a batty boy
then i’m gonna go skitz
no, you can’t try take me for a pr-ck
no, you can buck jay amm in the bits
i’m that local opp, don’t shot rock
but i’ll still come to your block with the glock
nizz in my sock, don’t give a f-ck
i’ll put you straight six foot in a box
i said man tried ask me for 3.5
are you mad? i’ll give him .35
try approach man about it, but you know, donny
that will be the end of your life

[hook]
ammi don’t watch no face, face
ammi don’t watch no face, face
ammi don’t watch no face, face
ammi don’t watch no face, face

[verse 2]
never could you say i don’t trap
never could you say jay amo lacks, man, i don’t lack
my man took a hard line of the c0ke
now he thinks [?] bussing bare straps
never could you say i don’t stack
i’ll run up in your yard, slap man with the loud pack
these grime mcs ain’t on nuttin’
on the mic, they just chat bare trash
i’ll leng a man down in my skengman coat
my ammi so loud, if i spark up a zoot on the streets
you know it will shut down the road
if it ain’t w10 2-3-1-0
then i don’t wanna know
bare mcs tryna bread my flow
like “jay, can i use social bunner, local gunner?”
i was like “no”
ammi reloads in different ways
i reload my ting so it can spray
i reload so many times that my plug gets annoyed
when i try and ring him for grade
fifa, banged that shot, got a reload
jumped on set, same bar, got a reload
jumped out the whip, pow, pow, no reload
oh sh-t, i missed pagans, got a reload
i move like an opp
so i know what an opp looks like when i see him
i’m chasing these p-ssyholes down on the road
and i ain’t got a reason
i move like a demon, i roll straight at him
don’t tolerate treason
look at the fl1ck of the wrist
when aj hops out the cab on a beef ting
social bunner so i bun bare ammi
don’t bun cheesy, i bun bare ammi
antisocial, still bun bare ammi
go to jail, i still bun bare ammi, like
come out of jail, still bun bare ammi
it’s peak when the ammi combines with the strally
i already said you’re f-cking with aj tracey
then you’ve gotta f-ck with the ammi cause
more, more, more time
we’re in [?] ‘dam smoking on the sh0r-line
but now i’m on license, so you know
ammi’s in probation more time
cause more, more, more time
man try ask me for 3.5
are you mad? i’ll give him .35
are you mad? i’ll give him .35

[hook]
ammi don’t watch no face, face
ammi don’t watch no face, face
ammi don’t watch no face, face
ammi don’t watch no face, face

- jay amo lyrics

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