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juke 21k - if i die lyrics

(intro)
hmm hmm drifting away
i can’t feel my face
perky all day
poured a ace
pour the act
deuce ace
yeah yeah, aye

(hook)
i believe i can fly
i know i’ll spread my wings if i die
working hard to get these better things oh i
oh i
i believe i can fly
i know i’ll spread my wings if i die
working hard to get these better things oh i
oh i

(verse)
i might pull up in a fisker
aye b+tch i ball like reggie miler
get that pack and then i run it cj spiller
she get dough then imma peel her
i’m a expert no beginner
and my jewelry super cold just like the winter
twisting backwoods got a splinter
i eat that p+ssy up for dinner
say she wetter so i had to get up in her
run them racks up like a sprinter
aye run them racks up like a sprinter
i’m a expert im a expert no beginner
yeah yeah yeah
jump in that p+ssy knock walls off
f+ck that lil b+tch with a rubber you n+ggas know me i cannot do no raw dog
them n+ggas snitching they all laws
i k!ll that n+gga he a lost cause
b+tch we be barking we all dogs
suck on my d+ck til she lockjaw
hit from the back she like ‘yahh yahh’
snuck from the back and we saw y’all
got a backflip with the sawed off
i threw the pack and they got mossed
i’m a winning n+gga i don’t like loss
hit h+lla malls i don’t ask the cost
p+ssy n+gga starting to p+ss me off
pour the lean i don’t like coughs
and i’m in the hole just like golf
(hook)
i believe i can fly
i know i’ll spread my wings if i die
working hard to get these better things oh i
oh i
i believe i can fly
i know i’ll spread my wings if i die
working hard to get these better things oh i
oh i

(verse)
don’t put no ice in my lean
i’m finna drown in codeine
i’m pouring 4s in my sleep
imma be geeked for a week
n+ggas be flexing they week, yeah
i spent a g on my sneaks, woah
hop in the whip with a freak oh, hop in the whip with a freak, aye
i ain’t gotta say imma boss cause she know
she break her neck when i walk through the door
i need a ice pack cause my pockets on swole
i hit from the back while i thumb through my roll
i pour the mud cause it help with my patenice
i drop the top and she see constellations
rocking all white like a young n+gga racist
yeah you can try but you cannot replace me, no
cheddar cheese want the cheddar
n+gga getting better, gucci on my sweater
packing a berretta, changing up the weather
i’m a intellectual, b+tches know i’m clever
keys to the wraith, n+gga you a snake
how you say you real when all your jewelry fake
i just got a p of cookies i can bake
hm, hate to say it jewelry like a lake
i was in the trenches, jumping over fences
12 tried to get me hiding in the ditches
i was in the water swimming with the fishes
no i’m not a chef i be in the kitchen
n+ggas say they gang but they ain’t official
i be in the field dodging all the missles
clutching on my pistol, n+ggas say they miss you
but they still gon diss you, and that’s when you gone

- juke 21k lyrics

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