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lil 2jay - headoff lyrics

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[intro]
uh uh what

[verse]
getting in my bag
got diamonds dripping off my wrist and n+ggas
don’t know how i feel because you need a f+cking pill n+gga
knock your dreads off swear to god you don’t wanna play with me n+gga, make you do the beat box, swear to god you don’t know me n+gga, the last n+gga tried to play with his top he lost his sh+t, to this glock 19 swear to god you know me b+tch, f+ck that b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck who you is, i’m getting diamonds dripping off my wrist swear to god on your head, ay 2jay how that glock sound (d+r+r+ah, naw naw, boom boom, d+r+r+ah) how you n+ggas talking out your neck you ain’t really gangster, i can keep am glock tucked in drawls b+tch, swear you don’t know me b+tch, swear to god i’m goin get it b+tch, i think my glock 19 is g+y beacuse it blow n+ggas, the same n+gga tried to play with me we knocked his dreads off, knocked his legs, swear to god we knocked his headoff, i call jay and los to take his headoff, and make it as a trophy swear to god you don’t wanna be next n+gga (boom)



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