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jay fizzle - off the head lyrics

[intro: jay fizzle]
yeah
[?]
in the booth with this sh+t for real
[?]
[?] n+gga
it’s a big blunt, jalato
b+tch

[verse 1: jay fizzle]
jalato knock a n+gga ass out, mike tyson
brand new rolie, put [?]
i just f+ck this b+tch, just because she said she liked me
i can’t spare a b+tch, unless she fat, ugly or trifling
i just copped a spot, and that b+tch look like the white house
walk up out the party, [?] d+mn, who turned the lights out?
most these n+ggas snitching, i’m like d+mn, who let the mice out?
50 k, nothing but hundreds, i just brought them racks out
looking for your b+tch, she in my jag giving neck
gang got her open, and they might not give her back
don’t aproach me ’bout that ho, get your b+tch in check
we toat dracos, not no techs
better come with your vest
all my n+ggas, they focused
used to shoot out that focus
big glocks didn’t need no holdsters
f+ck around and get toasted
back then, man, i was roguish
now [?] rich
i’m balling like i play ball, i’m blowing money for sh+t
it’s like i hit a l!ck, two bricks on my outfit
f+cked this b+tch, d+mn, she super thick, d+mn, she super thick
d+mn, i’m flexing, diamonds on my fist
diamonds on my wrist, d+mn, i’m flexing
d+mn, i’m filthy rich, d+mn, i’m filthy rich
[chorus: jay fizzle]
off the head with this sh+t, ain’t gotta write it
diamonds on my neck, look like they fighting
brand new rollie, f+ck that [?]
them n+ggas out here hating, but b+tches like me
off the head with this sh+t, ain’t gotta write it
diamonds on my neck, look like they fighting
brand new rollie, f+ck that [?]
them n+ggas out here hating, but b+tches like me

[verse 2: bino brown]
i got a brand new rollie
you know i don’t f+ck with no [?]
i hit the club, i make it rain
my chain, it strike like it’s lightning
i f+cked your b+tch, now you fighting
speak nothing but facts, no writing
my heart, it’s cold as a viking
don’t f+ck with you n+ggas, i’m dyking
i’m fresher [?] they don’t have a clue
i’m sh+tting on n+ggas, i do number two
my flag is red, my hundreds is blue
[?] don’t f+ck with no [?]
f+ck with my paper, i’m f+cking with you
[?] with a roof
i’m a big dog [?] roof
you know i’m the sh+t when i pull up in coupes
i can’t f+ck with her, ’cause she [?]
[?]
i f+cked your b+tch, and [?]
ain’t sharing that b+tch, you n+ggas too [?]
you n+ggas [?] ’cause i [?]
i’m feeling like gucci, got money on the floor
i keep it too pimpin, i might take your ho
i keep it too pimpin, i might take your ho

off the head with this sh+t, ain’t gotta write it
diamonds on my neck, look like they fighting
brand new rollie, f+ck that [?]
them n+ggas out here hating, but b+tches like me
off the head with this sh+t, ain’t gotta write it
diamonds on my neck, look like they fighting
brand new rollie, f+ck that [?]
them n+ggas out here hating, but b+tches like me

- jay fizzle lyrics

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