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jayybills - kartel (feat. b1g fend1) lyrics

[intro: jayybills]
ya dig
30klipbills, uh
jayybills
my n-gg- tray savage on the beat
you know lately, i been on some real, real 30k sh-t, on god
some real 3-6-0 sh-t too
ya dig, uh
[hook: jayybills]
3-6-0 b-tch, young n-gg- cartel (360)
i’m finessing off dark web (yeaaa)
only one n-gg- ever finessed me and i told ’em “oh well”
years later i get him clipped like a toenail (yeaaa)
“jayy i’m sorry bruh, please bruh, please let me go” (aight, f-ck it)
sike b-tch you ain’t going nowhere
put him 6 feet, jordin sparks, no air
ex b-tch say she still love me i don’t care
[bridge: jayybills]
1 hoe
2 hoe
3 hoe
…
4 nats
the b-tch call me walmart i make her eyes rollback
thots be all on me and i can’t control that
i’m not a middle man, i want the whole pack
me and money like white and rice b-tch i’m all on that (onnat)
i’m finna call you in 10 where yo phone at? (-brrrt-)
that’s my young n-gg- i let him hold that, ay
3-0-k, kartel (oh they 30k for real)
move, big, weight (they say we pushin’ weight, for real)
barbell
ay, come to the spot and don’t use the doorbell (ay don’t use that doorbell, for real)
i heard that’s yo b-tch but i know that wh-r- well (i know that hoe)
came in with gang
4l
i just broke my lil n-gg- off with a quarter bale
[verse: jayybills]
young n-gg-s but we move like the mafia
everywhere that we go they be stopping us
his b-tch want a picture, her n-gg- gon’ copy us
heard that they talkin’ bout bread, sign me up
30 clip filled with that lead, fye it up
you can’t walk back sh-t that you said, you done riled me up
lame -ss n-gg- like rowley, huh
walk in the spot and its rowdy, huh
walked in my crib and it’s cloudy, funk
done with that hoe get an alley, dunk
you a loser so go check the tally, we up
white hoe give me that sally, suck
plug say i can’t get no work no more
“ay you ran off twice holmes, you lucky i’m letting you live”
i know his whole operation we don’t need ’em no more
360 go in for the k!ll
[hook: jayybills]
3-6-0 b-tch, young n-gg- cartel (360)
i’m finessing off dark web (yeaaa)
only one n-gg- ever finessed me and i told ’em “oh well”
years later i get him clipped like a toenail (yeaaa)
“jayy i’m sorry bruh, please bruh, please let me go” (aight, f-ck it)
sike b-tch you ain’t going nowhere
put him 6 feet, jordin sparks, no air
ex b-tch say she still love me i don’t care
[bridge: jayybills]
1 hoe
2 hoe
3 hoe
…
4 nats
the b-tch call me walmart i make her eyes rollback
thots be all on me and i can’t control that
i’m not a middle man, i want the whole pack
me and money like white and rice b-tch i’m all on that (onnat)
i’m finna call you in 10 where yo phone at? (-brrrt-)
that’s my young n-gg- i let him hold that, ay
3-0-k, kartel (oh they 30k for real)
move, big, weight (they say we pushin’ weight, for real)
barbell
ay, come to the spot and don’t use the doorbell (ay don’t use that doorbell, for real)
i heard that’s yo b-tch but i know that wh-r- well (i know that hoe)
came in with gang
4l
i just broke my lil n-gg- off with a quarter bale
[verse: b1g fend1]
big bro break me off with a brick (brick)
draw down i’m wiping his sh-t (draw down i’m wiping his sh-t)
big glick made ’em dance like the ice on my wrist (bling, blaow)
play with gang lose yo life in this b-tch (lose yo life in this b-tch)
bring the head babygirl ain’t no lice lil b-tch (ay, shawty what the f-ck you doin’?)
i’m slimin’ ’em out i ain’t nice lil b-tch
i made sacrifices for this
finessing white hoes raising prices and sh-t
kartel b-tch we move like narcos
30k worth of xannies b-tch we havin’ car loads
my uncle truck driving he moving the cargo
you know that i’m keepin’ the stick in the cargo
bills it’s the piggies, start up the car go! (ay man c’mon, c’mon!)
n-gg- talkin’ the he get his jaw broke
scam man, scam man, trap out wells fargo
i am the d-mn man my wrist bout a car note
spin on his block with a few apes
you ain’t see him then spin it again like a blu ray
beat the pack up from wednesday to tuesday
set the opp up with my newer boo bae
i go hard in the paint n-gg- i ain’t on 2k
n-gg-s bite on the drip, eating d-ck woulda though, you g-y
he drippin’ flavors get tat boy a fruit tray
(or some, some sh-t like that)
slatt

- jayybills lyrics

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