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jg riff - all in lyrics

[verse][jg riff and jg whop]
i was sleep, it’s five in the morning
i heard from a b-tch they tryna get up on me
she only call when she h-rny
i threw it twice in the morning
poker face, put it all in
don’t talk on the phone when they call in
jg4l, b-tch, we all in
the chickens like running like tall slim
shorty, she green, boston, huh
i get the money, i’m all in
b-tch on my d-ck, she keep calling, huh
i get the money, not falling
i get the money, i’m lit, b-tch
and i be toting the stick, b-tch
.30 on me, it’s a fit b-tch
talking sh-t, then i’ma hit sh-t
you on the field, watch it hit stick
can’t talk to that boy, he got loose lips
keep sending them threats, ain’t gon’ do sh-t
glock .27 with two clips
jg4l ain’t no movement
we eating good like we ruth chris
hop out, walk down, shoot sh-t
if he run down, we shoot sh-t
hop out, walk down, do it
mop out, glock out, shoot it
don’t talk ’bout what you’re doing
just get money, just do it, huh
nike, i just do it, huh
your b-tch, she eat it, chew me, huh
i should star in a movie
all you little n-ggas goofy
don’t got time for p-ssy
she gave me head in the movies
i need some gucci and louis
spit the truth like i’m gucci
we ride the gucci boochie
i l!ck her oochie coochie
sl-tty boy, don’t call me oochie
my b-tch, she think i’m clueless
pop a gram of that ____, uh
close my eyes, i think about karreuche
blue hundreds on me like i’m tookie
spaniard with the belt, like imported
seen your fly, n-gga, i just took it
you can die by how you looking
shake him up, now he’s shooken
fry a n-gga, now he cooking
n-gga be talking that money sh-t, aye
you ain’t no go-getter
p-ssy bluffing, you ain’t no hitter
pulled up on him, i’ma blow n-ggas
he talking like he know n-ggas
she only want money, she gold digging
i don’t feel him, i don’t f-ck with him
if i don’t speak, then i don’t f-ck witcha
think i’m bluffing, i’ma show, n-gga
rip black, rip glo, n-gga
play with the gang we gon’ deal with you
rest in peace jugg and choke, n-gga
pull up, get smoked n-gga
free smoke, free smoke, n-gga
we giving out testers on the block
free c0ke, free c0ke, n-gga
we dropping like fifty on your block
unload, reload, n-gga
it ain’t no standing on the block
hundred shots, get low, n-gga
all they keep talking on instagram
and wolly with me, let’s go, n-gga
if they keep talking on the ‘gram
slide on ’em, n-gga, go get ’em
gotta pull up on a n-gga
he died with him ’cause he rode with him
aye, caught his -ss in traffic
we let him live, he had his kids with him
aye, i wish we would’ve did it
glizzy on me, let his kids get it
aye, shorty, he the bid
don’t make a difference, we gon’ still get him
aye, two plus two equals four
one b-tch, i need two more
three dogs in a four door
five b-tches in a trap door
six n-ggas in a traphouse
seven b-tches at the g-ylord
eight junkies at the traphouse
one tester, but i make ’em pay for it

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