jdot breezy – mugshot lyrics
[verse]
we not ducking sh+t, we on yo’ ass, boy, don’t come outside
we be in yo’ blocks with mini glocks, the opps gon’ never try and slide
[?] in case i make it, hide outside
lil’ bro really shooting sh+t, they get mad if you won’t slide
you don’t wanna test us, you gon’ need a check up
forty sh+ll pop out the glock, now your shirt look like ketchup
tell the opps to catch up, we young, wild and reckless
i fell in love with russian chops, that sh+t like a fetus
i smoke dead n+ggas, i’m with the dead guys
real one, let me murder one so bro don’t get a homicide
make ’em dig his face up, hit that boy ’bout seven times
mac+11 start to spit, spark that boy about eleven times
ride around with this heater tryna slide a open store
hollow hit that n+gga brain, it make his body hit the floor
all these n+ggas [?], they gon’ crash ’cause they on go
nascar, i f+ck her fast but off the gas, i f+cking smoke
he claimed he jumped off in that water, you gon’ drown or you gon’ float
this stick gon’ leave him seasick, yeah, i finna crash this n+gga boat
she hit the gas, it made her choke, then put my d+ck all in her throat
the opps, they claim they up on us but [?]
we outside, we at the store, we got that loud sh+t for the low
off this tiki pack, this gas [?] gon’ clog yo’ throat
all my soldiers throwing fours, they slinging k and stand, don’t fold
i seen some murders i won’t speak about that every body know
grab the pole, drop, let it blow, go crazy, make that n+gga fold
they max the gas then do the dash [?] to let the thirty blow
sh+t [?]
dudes gon’ post up with a lil’ drake, then gon’ rob you for your pole
we serving yayo, we got that blow, god what’s your name? baby ralo
c+ck back the k and let is spray, it ate his face, he on the floor
k spray like mace so swing the door, he tried to run but he too slow
this clip on thirty+three but playing with me, i make it thirty+four
we rolled the blunts, yeah, roll two more, this tiki got me on the floor
i took his sh+t ’cause he a b+tch, that n+gga tried me like a ho
i’m off the gas and smoking dope, these dead n+ggas what i wrote
[?] i heard they sn+tched his f+cking soul
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