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jdot breezy – picked off lyrics

[intro]
(oh yeah, ad)
srt on every glock
srt on every glock

[verse]
tinted in this b+tch, a hundred shots off in the whip (off in the whip)
chase you down and we don’t get from ’round until we dump the clip (until we dump the clip)
ghost a town like, b+tch, who laughin’ now? that boy pack of the year (that boy pack of the year)
we gon’ spin again and catch your mans, lil’ b+tch, you better not slip (better not slip)
ayy, my n+ggas like murder, that sh+t hit like crack back in the day
caught his ass and ran him down, i d+mn near ate that n+gga face (ate his face)
i hear police sirens, he ain’t dead, but i can’t catch this case (catch this case)
mad as f+ck and plus my clip еmpty, this his lucky day (lucky day)
better not have no loosе lips (nah)
baby, i’m with ku ‘nem (b+tch)
don’t tell us ’bout no n+gga, b+tch, we’ll shoot him (p+ssy)
put that sh+t up on his head and let my n+ggas do him (gang, gang)
police come, don’t say no names, i say i never knew him (shh)
n+ggas on that c+cky sh+t, this glock k!ll for a c+cky b+tch (buh)
forty shots off in the k, this b+tch look like a hockey stick (hockey stick)
n+ggas just be cappin’ while they tellin’ y’all they poppin’ sh+t (poppin’ sh+t)
i don’t spare a f+ckin’ thing, she play and i’ma pop the b+tch
i be with them gang members (yeah), them n+ggas can’t touch me (touch me)
rapper n+gga mad because his cousin wanna f+ck me (f+ck me)
b+tch, i’m in his bousin, b+tch, i’m bustin’, ho, don’t hug me (hug me)
she don’t got no ass and she ain’t bad, that b+tch ugly (ugly)
shh, got a mush mouth (b+tch), all that f+ckin’ sh+t he talk
i feel i can’t catch his ass, so that’s what got his n+gga bought (come here)
jdot got them murder bags, i dare a n+gga p+ss me off (big bag)
them n+ggas k!lled ralo, swear to god, we set the city off (city off)
last n+gga pulled up, hmm, he got picked off
it’s just me and 4 brazy (4 brazy), know he let that stick spark (stick spark)
these n+ggas just talk crazy, all they do is sh+t talk (sh+t talk)
p4k a free pack ’cause he got a big mouth
in the a, i’m murder man
watch me do my murder dance (murder dance)
these n+ggas ain’t grab a ski until they made them covid masks (covid masks)
he act like it’s up with us, so i told bro, “go smoke his ass” (smoke his ass)
.223 a fully auto, bet that b+tch gon’ fold his ass (gon’ fold his ass)
f+ck that boy, smoke his ass
bust him down, roll his ass
last pack was too big to get back, i know they mad
boy, this sh+ts made sh+t splat, his brain out all on the glass (b+tch)
boy, we brought that pain out, you run with him, you gettin’ smashed

- jdot breezy lyrics

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