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jxd! - where iss at? lyrics

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[intro]
[?]
have you got it?+
have you got it in you?

[chorus 1]
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they go?
your b+tch threw that ass and your mom is a+
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they go?
your b+tch threw that ass and your mom is a+

[verse 1]
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they go?
your b+tch threw that ass and your mom is a ho
you used to talk sh+t now you dead, on the floor
no, i’m not your gang, little b+tch, like i’m glo (u+u+uh)
(from the 4)
make his body drop, i call it limbo
make his body drop, how low can he go?
(oh my god)
i+i+i+i don’t know
(lower than his f+ckin’ ho?) h+ll no
she drop that ass like a hot potato
she catch these b+lls like it’s pokémon go
she wish that you was me on the low
then there’d be two
(she finna shake it)
watch the way she movе
you know she blowin’ d+ck like kazoo
stop asking me quеstion, b+tch, this ain’t kahoot
(what’s on the pants?) b+tch it’s minus two
stop callin’ my phone up when i’m in the stu’
it’s big jxd! n+gga who are you?
i’ll knock yo’ ass out and take yo’ b+tch too
(let me explain:)
hit him with a one+, two+
then call up his bae, i call up his boo
i f+cked up his day, his day turn into poo
don’t try hide my n+ggas gon’ find you
yuh, lil’ b+tch it’s madness
we caught the n+gga, smoked his ashes
645 shooters they blastin’
they didn’t stop ’til they hit every atom
[chorus 2]
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they went?
n+gga just got laced, yeah i gave you some+
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they went?
n+gga just got laced, yeah i gave you some+

[verse 2]
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they went?
n+gga just got laced, yeah i gave you some+
you said you had racks, lil’ b+tch where they went?
n+gga just got laced, yeah i gave you some fent
yo’ diamonds be blurry i might have to squint
they blurry like water from muhguckin’ flint
yuh, no michigan
i can’t cuff a f+ckin’ gnat, ain’t no kissin’ it
i can’t can’t wife a f+ckin’ treesh, she be b+tchin’ it
(oh my god)
cut it, i’m sick of it



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