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lil juvi – as$hole lyrics

she think i’m a assh0l+, but i’m focused on the cash flow
n+gga ain’t touch no hat, but he fash+tsho got that cap on
b+tton on this gen 5, every bl!ck come with a add+on
act like i was gon’ pull over when i saw the jakes, i turned the track on
act like i was gon’ pull up and pay that ticket, but i smashed on em
when i up this b+tch, don’t move or a n+gga smoking on your pack, homie
man, get the f+ck off the gram, makin’ a post, your n+gga just got fapped
n+gga go pick up his strap, why in the f+ck is you not tryna go get him back
i just be dead laughing, pulled off and broke on a b+tch in a red wagon
you know we drum having, n+gga you know you gon’ die if you throw a tantrum
never was into rapping, i heard these f+ck n+ggas dissing and start rapping
two scats deep, one jeep, n+gga you know they all smackers
i need a zr1, sh+t, i’ll buy it if you carjacked it
if you ain’t tryna pay that fee, then you will always not matter
we slide up on your ass and way more srts than goddammit
saw that n+gga benz, then pulled on side that b+tch and start blasting
got him a closed casket, ar+223 and the switch tapping
n+gga be caught lacking, long live caption
you know that n+gga got hit when you shoot at the car, cause a n+gga gon’ start crashing
soon as we get us that lo, we be right at the door like a n+gga had door dashed it
i’m tryna run in her throat, i do the most, told the b+tch stop gagging
n+gga is mad bout a hoe, but he never respond to the n+gga that popped at him
b+tch, i had went on the run, running up funds, i let the cops have it
n+gga be lame, you could go run up some pape, still be a non+factor

b+tches say i’m really different though, but it’s different strokes for different folks
don’t get caught in n+ggas videos, catch it stray ain’t even with the smoke
b+tch it’s money on the f+cking floor, when i wake up i just want some more
n+gga tried to dump that 30, but that 308 just cut him though
i just wanted that deposit i don’t care to ever f+ck the hoe
too concerned bout hanging out that f+cking scatty tryna up the score
yo mama dig a grave before i ever let you cut my throat
a thousand ways to get paid, i’d rather send the hoe to get the dough
i can’t say i ain’t flip some bows, i don’t say sh+t i still get chose
i dog ’em out, i treat ’em wrong, these b+tches still won’t leave me alone
my young n+ggas do whatever get they motherf+cking money long
them folks ain’t even got no valid witness, so he comin’ home

- lil juvi lyrics

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