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jay fizzle & lolife blacc - fizzle n lolife lyrics

[intro: jay fizzle]
fizzle
gang
uh, woah, woah
f+ck you talking about, how lot of crip sh+t n+gga, know what i’m saying?
got lolife with me
ay, ay, ay

[verse 1: jay fizzle]
these hoes call me blood bro, you know i’m a crip b+tch
so you disrespect ho, get hit in your lip b+tch
shoot like stephen curry, i got .30 in my clip b+tch
shoot like stephen curry, i got .30 in my clip b+tch
catch him at the back door, shooters at the front door
big boy, 45, turn your head into a cheerio (bow)
hanging out the window, shoot him with a micro draco (micro draco)
f+cking his ken folk, kidnap the baby k!ll his main ho (p+ssy)
imma get him touched, get a lil n+gga f+cked up (ay)
grape already know, cripping in my motherf+cking bloods
sh+tting on n+ggas, d+mn i need some motherf+cking lugs
on the block everyday, hanging with the motherf+cking thugs (gang)

[chorus: jay fizzle]
fizzle and lolife (ay)
fizzle and lolife (gang)
fizzle and lolife (crip)
fizzle and lolife (yeah)
fizzle and lolife (ay)
fizzle and lolife (gang)
fizzle and lolife (crip)
fizzle and lolife (yeah)
[verse 2: lolife blacc]
i’m with fizzle and we all on some gang sh+t
put your face on a shirt, make you famous
see you twisting up, don’t know what you claiming
get you wacked for that sh+t that you banging
but you serve, and the wave to the bus
he a n0body, my glock yeah i’ll bust it
too broke to buy a bentley, but i’m too rich to ride the bus
that new deal bust it open like surgery
keep that box open, then i serve it
i was getting some head on the highway, 12 pull out that’s why i was swerving
truck load, h+ll nah i ain’t nervous
you take the stand, then it’s purgery
all hands on, i’m the middle man, i bet these n+ggas too scared to serve
i’m like neighborhood fizzle, big grape
hit the interstate, serve you grade a
wake your ass up, gon’ trap out the next state
whack your witness now they like “what case?”
we all know, no face no case
left his face on his shirt cause you pump fake
got hoes with coke on the runway
f+ck b+tches, serve bags on hump day

- jay fizzle lolife blacc lyrics

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