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kyle richh - jiggyman lyrics

[verse 1, kyle richh]: graa
f+ck everbody, its everyone shot
spin through, not tryna box
d+mn, yo, ek, get off my d+ck
like how you dissin the gang, you popped
see me, up that chop
one false move, better duck that shot
f+ck everybody yall n+ggas is fools
d+don’t regret all the shots that i threw
can’t creep, thought i ain’t peep
like, i’m in the side with the hats
red dot, all he see was the flash
beam on his back, running like flash
what? he don’t put on for the set
he not a ‘ooter, he cap on the ‘net
like how i stop [?]
hе try to throw, put a hole in his chest
im smacked, opps in thе sky
gun jam up, he get beat with the knock
like don’t lack cause sh+t get ugly
n+gga cdot got rich off uppie
down on my body she feenin’ to f+ck me (d+mn)
i cannot f+ck on a brokie
me and fredo got booked for the poley
ten toes down, know bro gon hold me
why do yall n+ggas keep suckin my d+ck
jay got the whip, bro got the grip
two tact, like sheik in the whip
pass it to johnny, he ootin like smith (d+mn)
if he run better dip, don’t trip
most of y’all n+ggas is choclate chips (d+mn)
got a g23 and a switch
free o3 he a g1 snitch (d+mn)
(poppa jiggy get a f+cking coat you look like a f+cking cartoon character.)

[verse 2, yp]: when i spin, i cl!ck
i promise yall n+ggas on sh+t
m+move too tact, 2 knocks in the whip
call up on perkie, he letting it blitz
like what, like b+tch?
cl!ck it, dump it
you cap on the net, dummy boy you was runnin
latsi got run up, got hit in his m+ffin
won’t go out like juju, he got lined by his cousin
n+ggas is talk, they on nothin
u+up it, dump it, serve reprecussions
got lined by a b+tch, i can’t go out like that
l+lil pretzel, a dummy got lined by a rat
like what, like b+tch
i’m uppin the 5th, i can’t talk on the gang
nah, im pleading the 5th
when im up in the 6th, i wil never miss
big ass gun that sh+t got kick
when i call up on energy
he sendin the addy

[verse 3, tata]: graa graa
ayo kr, lets go spin through the opposition
cause these n+ggas keep sayin my name
wtf? yall n+ggas is lame
ek, you a b+tch, don’t say my name
they know i be chillin, now they got me mad
how you talkin and you doin bad?
and when the opps on defense, they lack
oh he 41k? we make him meet his dad
25/7 no chase

- kyle richh lyrics

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