jay juice - counterfeits lyrics
[jay juice]
i know yall heard we hit lil brodie in his sh+t
you a b+tch, me and jo be out here sliding with a switch
you wanna diss, i’m gon run you down i bet you get hit
you know its juice i just dropped my cup cracked her in the whip (b+tch)
like dont you even call my phone if you ain’t tryna ?
? from the 5 they in they videos showing them counterfeits (yea)
baby 3 he in the back you know he tryna hit
i woke up p+ssed, i woke up to a rack i can’t even get
w+w+wake up then i brush my t++th i gotta get some chips
you really broke boy, you ain’t getting cheesе you’s not really rich
that n+gga tried to rob the guys and got hit with thе bl!ck
these n+ggas out here crashing on the net cause a lil diss
like come and try me if you wanna i betcha gettin bussed
i ain’t gon lie i’m quick to shoot up the party i dont give a f+ck
like i ain’t never said a word when i was in them cuffs
it’s me and bro he said he got the ? we finna fill em up
[10ta lil a]
hold on bro i see a opp i’m finna f+ck em up
we the hardest with this rap sh+t, no they can’t f+ck with us
i’m sitting with the micro drake like n+gga tussle what
and ain’t no bl!ckys when you in that pike, you gotta knuckle up
i’m the one whos putting n+ggas on, you better call my bluff
what’s his name died for tryna rob, i’m finna roll him up
mad as h+ll they let my uncle die and they ain’t blow they gun
if that was me i would’ve k!lled somebody in that club
on the 5 i’m hanging with some dragons so you better not mug
cutthroat i beat my brother ass cause he rob my plug
i’m sick of n+ggas tryna flex wit a fake ass buzz
my n+gga e he took yo n+gga down now i got his buffs
i be to fapped yo ass down if you pop that trunk
? he really be the one he popping out that cut
i get to busting at the mall, before i go like duck
these n+ggas know i been on house arrest faking like they tough
n+ggas come around us with a chain better have that tucked
once a n+gga say its on the floor we finna tear sh+t up
f+ck around and have to work with juice cause he play too much
? n+ggas shot you at the stu you ain’t blow yo gun
[tse babyjo]
no cap, i’m the biggest 3
babyjo, i’m from that livie ave and i run the east
we dont give a f+ck the type to run down hit you wit the heat
you better back up the last n+gga died thinking sh+t was sweet
like hop out and hit a head, n+ggas crying on the gram cause they know they mans dead
ima tweak type to bust the heat and leave where you stand
i’m with a meance he dont give a f+ck pop you off a xan man
these n+ggas know who run the east, baby 3 he the youngest but a certified tweak
lay low you better duck yo head you see em out that jeep
n+ggas broke bro be on my d+ck like go and get some cheese
[sakazi]
that n+gga cheap as f+ck that boy just got his first gun
i need the bad b+tches tonight i’m tryna f+ck some
freaky b+tch i put the c+ck on her i let her suck some
b+tch i’m on 5th and i drop 5s i got my gun on me
b+tch, huh
like why this stupid n+gga talking out his neck and he won’t blow none
reverse the whip and drop a mag i’m tryna smoke some
n+gga think im pressed bout his b+tch i got the hoes coming
i f+cked his b+tch and gave her back cause thats my bros ?
i talk on beats but i dont rap this sh+t is ?
this n+gga cappin in his rap posting no numbers
b+tch i heard you sittin in the trap ?
? they ain’t come back you just a broke buster
b+tch, you was the sh+t 2016 you just an old f+cker
this b+tch keep calling my phone i have my lil bro f+ck her
this n+gga run off with a pint he ain’t no pole buster
this n+gga juice just poured another 4 look like a wock monkey
i told you n+ggas i was finna trick i got a knot on me
[tse e2]
this lil pretty b+tch she got a bump on her come put the tw+t on me
b+tch you can’t tote a glock if you ain’t drop none
im quick to put this glizzy down and really sock something
this arp got no kick on it, it got a stock on it
and bro got locked for murder 1 you know lil ? coming
i up the glock and started pump faking you better stop jumping
i heard you quick to use yo feet you better stop running
do a n+gga like i’m deebo in this b+tch you better stop mugging
? got a switch on it this b+tch a glock monkey
i’m on the west i’m finna go and call mooky b+tch i’m block junkie
b+tch i can not go no where unless the glock coming
b+tch you the f+ck n+gga around you not a glock dumper
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