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juvenile baby - silly rabbit lyrics

[intro]
(yo, mannie)
hmm
uh, n+gga, ayy
recordin’ with that bl!ck in my pocket right now, n+gga, know what i’m sayin’ (d+mn, ooh+wee)
i don’t do no playin’, n+gga
juve (cut it out)
juve (on fire)

[chorus]
i don’t play with lil’ boys, silly rabbit, tricks for kids (that sh+t for kids, n+gga)
n+ggas out here tryna be the toughest (dang, yeah), f+ck it, split his wig (yeah, yeah, split his wig, n+gga)
i’m good in any city, you’ll never catch me checkin’ in (i’m checkin’ in, i’m checkin’ in)
since i got off my ass to chase a bag (yeah, ayy), i been up ever since (i been up)
“fah, fah,” that’s that binary trigger (woo)
“frrt,” that’s that switchy sound (that switchy sound, n+gga)
the type of motion that we havin’ bring the baddest b+tches out (the baddest b+tches out)
these hoes want n+ggas with some money (yeah, yeah), jit, you better get in route (you better get in route)
when we put his face on a tee the only time he gettin’ clout (the only time he gettin’ clout, n+gga)

[verse 1]
money moves and countin’ profit, out the way, but never hidin’ (ain’t never hidin’, n+gga)
tell me runner, “pick the ps up, bring it here, you got one assignment” (you got one assignment, skrrt)
don’t be flaggin’ in these streets ’cause n+ggas really out here dyin’ (they out here dyin’, n+gga, bah)
brodie said don’t put his face on camera (yeah, yeah), he still catchin’— woo
i ain’t even gon’ speak on that (nah, what?), plugged in like an ethernet (an ethernet, n+gga, yeah)
push up on me wrong, these 762s finna eat your chest (grrah, boom, boom, they eat your chest, n+gga)
b+tch that’s loyal to a broke n+gga, i ain’t seen one yet (ain’t seen one yet, n+gga)
these n+ggas p+ssy, all they opps gon’ die from natural cause of death (boom, boom, n+gga, gon’ die)
[chorus]
i don’t play with lil’ boys, silly rabbit, tricks for kids (that sh+t for kids, n+gga)
n+ggas out here tryna be the toughest, f+ck it, split his wig (f+ck it, split his wig, n+gga)
i’m good in any city, you’ll never catch me checkin’ in (i’m checkin’ in, n+gga)
since i got off my ass to get a bag, i been up ever since (yeah, ever since)
“fah, fah,” that’s that binary trigger (yeah)
“frrt,” that’s that switchy sound (that switchy sound, n+gga)
the type of motion that we havin’ bring the baddest b+tches out (the baddest b+tches out, n+gga)
these hoes want n+ggas with some money, jit, you better get in route (you better get in route)
when we put his face on a tee the only time he gettin’ clout (n+gga)

[verse 2]
before a n+gga play with me, he better buy a ps5 (go buy a ps5, n+gga)
’cause i’ll give my smacker ten and he’ll come and take your life (grrah, grrah, boom)
this draco got some kick, you gotta shoot it low to aim it right (boom, boom, boom, boom, n+gga)
when you the one who got that sh+t for real, they gotta pay the price (they gotta pay the price)
slow days give me mood swings, bein’ broke changed me (that sh+t changed me)
my mama told me to be safe (ayy), but my glock ain’t come with safety (it got no f+ckin’ safety, yeah)
i’m runnin’ up this money, can’t forget the struggle made me (the struggle made me)
got twenty+five shots in this 10 milli’ (grrah, grrah), you could call me kd (grrah)
just dropped fifty on my pendent, imagine how much on your head (that’s on your head, n+gga)
arp inside my pants, i’m walkin’ with an extra leg (walkin’ with an extra leg, n+gga)
that n+gga really ain’t your dog, he up and he ain’t breakin’ bread (ain’t breakin’ nothin’, n+gga)
if i say f+ck you and ain’t stutter, that’s exactly what i said, n+gga (that’s what the f+ck i said, n+gga, it ain’t love)

[chorus]
i don’t play with lil’ boys, silly rabbit, tricks for kids (that sh+t for kids, n+gga)
n+ggas out here tryna be the toughest, f+ck it, split his wig (f+ck it, split his wig, n+gga)
i’m good in any city, you’ll never catch me checkin’ in (i’m checkin’ in, n+gga)
since i got off my ass to get a bag, i been up ever since (yeah, ever since)
“fah, fah,” that’s that binary trigger (yeah)
“frrt,” that’s that switchy sound (that switchy sound, n+gga)
the type of motion that we havin’ bring the baddest b+tches out (the baddest b+tches out, n+gga)
these hoes want n+ggas with some money, jit, you better get in route (you better get in route)
when we put his face on a tee the only time he gettin’ clout (he gettin’ clout)

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