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jerseygsr - saint nick (feat. aye gee) lyrics

[intro: (spoken)]
me and tony coming with that real sh-t, no more f-ck around
ayo chuma, raise that for me

[verse 1:]
cruisin on the gsp, 80 in my coupe (skrt)
yea, i keep switching lanes, it’s that 80 in my proof (proof)
fist bumping, jersey sh0r-, yea we raise the f-cking roof (roof)
keep it lit all night, ’cause that’s what jersey do (uh)
(brrp brrp) you can’t ever beat me
handle it like kyrie, always got ‘em reachin’
dressed in all black so the fakes won’t see me
but it’s too late ’cause imma flood ya insta feed
just got back, uh, took a trip out tokyo
always keep it real, uh, that’s the sh-t they all know
so much d-mn liquor, yea jersey really out to zone
beer bongs, fireb-lls and 20 cups of that petrone

[pre-chorus:]
got out the land, whole city on my shoulders
labels keep watching over me like some vultures
imma last forever, yea i’m etched in the culture
never seen heaven, well girl imma show ya

[chorus:]
blessing after blessings start to feel like saint nick, uh
look at me funny boy i don’t give a sh-t, uh
too much in my system i’m just trynna get lit, uh (whoo)
you got that dull sh-t that i don’t f-ck wit (don’t)

[interlude: (aye gee)]
gang, gang, gang
it’s aye gee
a-y-e g-double e
you already know how i’m comin’

[verse 2: (aye gee)]
n-ggas talkin’ ’til i shoot ’em in they face
load the 8, load the trey, shoot that n-gga where he stay (nah, nah, nah)
he gon’ lay
chasin’ bands, erryday
pockets fat, overweight
i got money, i got drugs, watchu need, no delay (brrp)
i’m on go, andele, p-ssy boy why you ‘fraid
keep a k and trop, got the job, on ya spot
4-5 ‘n some knots, got a n-gga on ya block (brrp)
take a step, he gon pop
talkin’ reck, keep a tech (gang, gang, gang)
‘n some motha f-ckin hollows, they gon rip right through ya neck (brrp)
chase a check, not a b-tch
oh he talkin? he a snitch
he a op, give ’em 5
see his mans, make it live
wit the violence, if you want it
p-ssy boy, i ain’t scared
drop ya addy, bet a baggy, p-ssy boy i’ll be there (get a brick)
‘n these n-ggas talkin’ violence
if they really really bout it, i be wildlin’
i be styling
check the kicks, check ya b-tch (brrp, brrp, brrp)
got designer on my momma, check the tags on this b-tch (easy)
now i’m back, ‘n i’m better
gettin’ cheddar, what you say
i don’t care, time is money, out my way
inna trap, loadin’ bl!cks, wrapping bricks on my neck
it’s a brick, keep a 30 inna clip
keep a effin’ on my hip (brrp, brrp, brrp)

[pre-chorus: (aye gee)]
got out the city, whole town on my shoulders
labels keep watching over me like some vultures
imma last forever, yea i’m etched in the culture
never seen heaven, well girl imma show ya

[chorus:]
p-ss around the puffy and they all wanna hit, uh
just downed a tab, uh, bouta take a trip, uh
throw down fire so the party stay lit
and i blessed my whole team, yea they called me saint nick

[verse 3:]
every single hit, uh, i elevate my capacity
getting to the point where it feel like zero gravity (sp-ceman)
talking that sh-t and i’m laughing out loud (hahaha)
no more poppin on them xans, only smoking on some loud, uh
trynna make this funds, trynna make my momma proud
keys for me when i’m back in the hometown
if you ain’t f-ckin’ wit it then you wit the wrong crowd
pretty b-tches love me, yea they blowin’ up the soundcloud (oh my god, jersey)

[pre-chorus:]
got out the land, whole city on my shoulders
labels keep watching over me like some vultures
imma last forever, yea i’m etched in the culture
never seen heaven, well girl imma show ya

[chorus:]
blessing after blessings start to feel like saint nick, uh
look at me funny boy i don’t give a sh-t, uh (i don’t)
too much in my system i’m just trynna get lit, uh (whoo)
you got that dull sh-t that i don’t f-ck wit (don’t)

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