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jdot breezy - ebk lyrics

[intro]
(andree, run it up)
yeah, n+gga
they know who, who, the f+ckin’— uh, yeah
i got this sh+t on lock, n+gga, i’m standin’ on this sh+t
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, n+gga, i’ll never let this sh+t down (ayo, flame, how you make this one, man?)
[?], n+gga, b+tch

[verse]
hmm, geeked up, baby, i been geekin’ (geekin’)
the summertime approachin’, huh, k!ller season (k!ller season)
tweak out, wish you not ’cause we gonna leave your ass bleedin’ (leave you bleedin’)
tryna get locations on the opps, we call that pingin’ (we call that pingin’)
i’ma let that f+ckin’ chopper wobble like a penguin
n+ggas getting shot, b+tch, what’s the squabble? pistol ringin’ (pistol ringin’)
we get locations on the opps, we load up cars, i pray to god
like, “father, watch over me while i slay this demon”
i ain’t gotta flex no more, b+tch, they know i got that sh+t (they know i got it)
i been grindin’ 24, chasin’ after the guap, lil’ b+tch (lil’ b+tch)
gotta get you knocked, why you playin’ on my top, lil’ b+tch? (lil’ b+tch)
when you poppin’, they gon’ flock, they be on some follow sh+t (b+tch)
when it’s beef, i’m in that heat, i’m the one that’s callin’ sh+t (that’s callin’ it)
you play that fire, you cross that line, straight show your ass how to dog a b+tch (how to dog a b+tch)
this ain’t no tit for that, that money talk, that end the argument (yeah)
i got glocks, chops, all kind of iron, all type of armory
they say i’m baghead, i thought i’d let you know (yeah)
put a hundred up, i’ma add a hundred more for sure (that’s for sure)
two hundred thou’, let’s count it down, n+gga, that’s word to my bro (word to bro)
my jewelry, hear this bling+blaow, n+gga, i’ll blind your ho (i’ll blind your ho)
i just talked to jock, he say he ebk, let’s put that b+tton on
the opps can eat a d+ck, straight eat his face when i turn that cutter on
a hunt like easter day, no [?], no gang, no k!llers home
we slide that gp place from the eastern way, we gotta bring john home
drop said f+ck him, you know i’m with my brother (with my brothers)
these n+ggas ain’t act a fool for real, so go on and grab that shovel (grab that shovel)
an all+out blitz what i’ma send, i’m take this sh+t to another level
forever a godchild, so excuse me when i say they woke the devil
i’m on other sh+t, nah, can’t no n+gga do it better (they can’t)
we gon’ k!ll your b+tch ass ’cause you like thinking with your p+ck+r
these n+ggas mad that they can’t get to me, they tryna do whatever
boy, i know you know i know you hoes had put a pot together
we individually go band for band with me, n+ggas can’t match
watch what you sayin’ to me, them boys be sprayin’ for me, they take your hat
that money long, my bag getting strong, we bring that b+tch back
b+tch, i been stackin’ up on guap and i’ve been running up them hats
twenty thousand, huh? grab him, blam him
pull up right onside that boy and let that chopper slam him
jdot breezy always f+ckin’ mad, i don’t understand him
i’m off the f+cking leash, they woke the beast and i ain’t sparin’ him
i’m with the n+gga that come out at the nighttime, talk about a k!llin’
hit a traffic center, ball like i got twenty and bro got twenty
that’s a quick forty+piece, make sure that n+gga finished
and if you get who with him, that’s a double, three say add me in it

- jdot breezy lyrics

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