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jxd! - freestyle lyrics

[intro]
there you go again with this sucker, p+ssy+ass sh+t, man
i know for a fact that phone in your hand, you on instagram double+tapping sh+t, man
stop f+cking playin’ with me so f+cking much
pick up the phone, you don’t know what the f+ck could be going on, it could he something important
n+ggas could be dying or something and your ass wanna sit out here and play
i think you like hearing me turn up, god d+mn bruh
i’m finna stop f+cking with you shawty
i+ man. i+i hate you b+tch

[verse]
i’ma keep running up these big amounts
told the lil’ shawty just take off her blouse
boy, why my chain costing more than your house
poke out his eyes and say, “look at me now”
she get ass from her momma like, “ahh”
took her right to benihana’s like ya+ya
tesla cybertruck, yeah
keep on playing i’ma dhoot thе club up, up
gold on my body, king tut
n+gga move finicky shoot at his b+tt
(go, go)
(go, go)
ar came with a compressor and scopе
your mom a crack fiend, she’s strung off that dope
that’s not your girl, she got d+ck in her throat
(hadouken)
yeah, go+go
i call my shooter, put tag on your toe+toe
plug broke as a joke, he call me off a moto
all of these groupies hoes tryna take photos, yeah
i need to re+up
hit up my plug, i been low on the drugs
b+tch, i’m just black and rap, i’m not a thug
she got wha+wham, i’m smacking that b+tt
(bee+bee, yeah, yeah)
[bridge]
your life literally (hadouken+ken) is as valuable as a summer ant
i’m just gonna stop you, you’re gonna keep coming back
i’m gonna seal up all my cracks, you’re gonna keep coming back
why? because you keep smelling the syrup
you worthless b+tch+ass n+gga, k!ll yourself

[verse]
i’ma keep running up these big amounts
told the lil’ shawty just take off her blouse
boy, why my chain costing more than your house
poke out his eyes and say, “look at me now”
she get ass from her momma like, “ahh”
took her right to benihana’s like ya+ya
tesla cybertruck, yeah
keep on playing i’ma dhoot the club up, up
gold on my body, king tut
n+gga move finicky shoot at his b+tt
(go, go)
(go, go)
ar came with a compressor and scope
your mom a crack fiend, she’s strung off that dope
that’s not your girl, she got d+ck in her throat
(hadouken)
yeah, go+go
i call my shooter, put tag on your toe+toe
plug broke as a joke, he call me off a moto
all of these groupies hoes tryna take photos, yeah
i need to re+up
hit up my plug, i been low on the drugs
b+tch, i’m just black and rap, i’m not a thug
she got wha+wham, i’m smacking that b+tt
(bee+bee, yeah, yeah)
[outro]
(bee+, ohh)

- jxd lyrics

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