
jayo sama - fluids lyrics
[intro]
pull up with that tool
blow you like a flu
leave em in a dirt when i hop out with that broom (hold up)
i can’t trust a b+tch cuz these b+tches choosing
aye, aye, hold up, aye
[chorus]
i can’t trust a b+tch cuz these b+tches choosing (hold up)
i just f+cked your b+tch, lil baby got that fluid
after i f+ck your b+tch, i’m gonna let my crew hit
your b+tch wetter than the ocean, she gon drown my crew, sh+t (aye)
hit it from the back, she love how i do it
every time i get on a track, they like “how you do it?”
my momma came from haiti, she be on that voo sh+t
lil n+gga with the .380, boy, don’t make me use it
[verse 1]
can’t talk, too busy getting cash
you broke n+ggas making me laugh
your b+tch steady calling my phone
might scoop your b+tch in a jag
after i hit, i’m taking her home
i gotta get to that bag
you n+ggas been trapping so long, still broke, lil n+gga, that’s sad
hop out of the coupe, my choppa pointed at you
my lil n+ggas ready to shoot
give you the blues, detectives ain’t got a clue, we put your face on the news
we gon double back (aye)
pull up with more than one strap
two glocks and a mac, now we wiping n+ggas out the map
snipe just pulled up on me in a splat, dodge durango to be exact
we gon swerve through a n+gga hood, we gon leave a n+gga where he at
paramedics knew the scene wasn’t good when they found bullet holes all in his head
know my shooters ain’t saying none, can’t f+ck with you n+ggas cuz you n+ggas some rats (i can’t trust you n+ggas)
[chorus]
i can’t trust a b+tch cuz these b+tches choosing (hold up)
i just f+cked your b+tch, lil baby got that fluid
after i f+ck your b+tch, i’m gonna let my crew hit
your b+tch wetter than the ocean, she gon drown my crew, sh+t (aye)
hit it from the back, she love how i do it
every time i get on a track, they like “how you do it?”
my momma came from haiti, she be on that voo sh+t
lil n+gga with the .380, boy, don’t make me use it (boom)
[verse]
i just blew it, got more clips than a movie
.40 on me, best believe imma shoot it
aye, pull up to your set, aye, leave your crew wet
don’t make me lose it, i play russian roulette (uh)
pull up with that tool, blow you like a flu (uh)
leave em in a dirt when i hop out with that broom
i’m out here with my thugs, jigging in a club (uh)
lame n+ggas hate cuz bad b+tches show me love
n+gga, i’m a zoe, we don’t give a f+ck
you can have that hoe cuz i just wanna f+ck
n+gga, i’m a zoe, we don’t give a f+ck
you can have that hoe cuz i just wanna f+ck (aye)
[chorus]
i can’t trust a b+tch cuz these b+tches choosing (hold up)
i just f+cked your b+tch, lil baby got that fluid
after i f+ck your b+tch, i’m gonna let my crew hit
your b+tch wetter than the ocean, she gon drown my crew, sh+t (aye)
hit it from the back, she love how i do it
every time i get on a track, they like “how you do it?”
my momma came from haiti, she be on that voo sh+t
lil n+gga with the .380, boy, don’t make me use it
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