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jiggybxndzz - presidential lyrics

glo made that beat
(grrah jb, like mr.victorcruz)
(gang+gang+gang)
(rrah, rrah)

(jïḡgy)
jiggy the b like i’m back in this sh+t (like what like what)
why the f+ck n+ggas chattin’ and sh+t
talking on gang we attacking
everything dead lil n+gga, i don’t care what he jacking
two shots n+gga did a back flip
head+head tap he don’t know what happened
knock on my hip why the f+ck am i scr+pping
boa hittin’ told that n+gga tap in

she like jiggy like the way you move
off the dusse, shorty going kuu
g+geeking and sh+t knock him out his shoes like
n+gga bummy, what you wanna do
told brodie f+ck it, flock out the v
put the beam on his b+tch too
n+ggas dumb like they really be mental
beat+beat with the grip, knocking out his dental

opp+opp thot put the bеam on her friend too
jb talking presidеntial
talking hot then we gonna bend through
how the f+ck can i switch on my team
b+bust a bop, mr.victorcruz
he get popped just for acting cool
my ooter can’t dance with the knock on his hip
when he walkin’ and sh+t said he walk with a lean
n+ggas fake switching on they mans
getting money that’s the only plan
kiblixks with me when we spinnin’
on a hunt knock him off his pivot
why he running thought he was a demon
b+backdoor who you can’t even creep in
only f+cked that shorty for the weekend
said that she love me, don’t care how she feeling

(kaso.btp)
ima demon you know ima spin
grrah grrah hit his head and his b+tch
dig in a grave put a n+gga in a ditch
f+f+ck that, ima up it and dip
why these n+ggas keep talking like
my+my muddy’s gon’ hawk em like
run around smoking on what?
you+you know we gon spark em like

four deep in the car what’s new
n+ggas know how we spinning through
20 shots hit him i feel like i’m drew
all+all of y’all p+ssy, y’all n+ggas is fuu
got a grip and i’m blasting sh+t
h+lla hunids i’m stacking sh+t
dissing on gang why you laughing b+tch
now he wonder why he packed and sh+t
cashout he throwing like brady
grim reaper they calling me hades
two shots hit his ass n+gga don’t hate me
feel like a demon, dumb n+gga don’t play me
p+ssy n+gga i came with the chop
cp you know he gon’ flop
opp thot she gonna suck on this glock
when i’m cl!cking i ain’t gonna stop

prime time that n+gga legit
give him the drop and you know he gon’ hit
came with the rock, i don’t need no assist
run in your crib, you know we gon’ blitz
like d+mn, you know ima throw
ima goon you know i’m on go
n+ggas is sherm he don’t want no smoke
b00boo the clown, the n+gga got poked

(kiblixks)
as i ride through the block with a ski and my bl!ck
ten racks with a grip on my d+ck
catch me an opp we beating em’
catch+catch me an opp we leaving em’ lit
jiggy with me we like kobe and shaq
opp spot we bout to attack
bend through i ain’t never lack
gun jam up he get beat with a bat
i go dummy n+gga off the dusse
ten shots make a n+gga snooze
catch me an opp mr.victorcruz
off the dusse shorty goin’ kuu
and i’m riding with sticks and barrettas
catch me an opp an he bound to get wet up
run through they block with a stick in my sweater
she jacking my vibe but i know its a set up

like, i told jiggy ain’t no assist
when my finger trigger start to itch

(like, i told jiggy ain’t no assist
when my finger trigger start to itch)

(why he running thought he was a demon
backdoor who you can’t even creep in)

- jiggybxndzz lyrics

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