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morally rich jake - buss a grape lyrics

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[intro]
they know i ain’t coming to play
hopping out broad day tryna knock out a brain
ain’t no back door sh+t you was sweet for them chains
on my brother grave im tryna buss me a grape
no cap n+gga imma be back in the a
yeah we stay bring smoke hopping out with that drac
let’s go call ahk yeah i got us a l!ck
he was icy as sh+t so we taking his jewelry kit
i don’t know if it was you or your man but one of yall ass got hit with that hot sh+t
n+gga done made him a song and act like he step bout that
i got hit in my foot why the f+ck is you proud of that
they went out like some rookies i blew right back
leeky leek call my phone like we coming right back
in that p with a crutch and a switch on my lap
jumping out with a look at the fully attached

man your fat dirty ass man your bluffing ass n+gga we took everything off you ain’t back door you ain’t n0body none of that sh+t n+gga
stop involving all these other n+ggas if it’s smoke it’s smoke n+gga
every show on the east coast getting canceled n+gga wallahi especially in dc n+gga you better check in with this sh+t n+gga
i’m the real fat gully n+gga and i’ll put this fat+ this fully all over your fat ass n+gga wallahi n+gga on my brother n+gga
no cap n+gga uuuuh let’s go n+gga i’m bringing it

off a case slide 6 of them jammers
we youngins with money we trapping no scamming
i’m riding with uzi he buck on this move we gon blam him
why the f+ck is you feel comfortable getting back on camera with no ice
and if you moved funny on that move n+gga we would have took your life
you perpetrating you put your man name on f+cking moise tonight
and we from dc stand for disarm crew you ain’t even have no bike
why the f+ck you ain’t tight goofy
i’ll come in any car bin in a hoopty
i’ll come out of town and shoot me a movie
he was sweet for the+
he was sweet for the ice put a rapper on tubi
they know i ain’t coming to play
hopping out broad day tryna knock out a brain
ain’t no back door sh+t you was sweet for them chains
on my brother grave im tryna buss me a grape
no cap n+gga imma be back in the a
yeah we stay bring smoke hopping out with that drac
let’s go call ahk yeah i got us a l!ck
he was icy as sh+t so we taking his jewelry kit
i don’t know if it was you or your man but one of yall ass got hit with that hot sh+t
n+gga done made him a song and act like he step bout that
i got hit in my foot why the f+ck is you proud of that
they went out like some rookies i blew right back
leeky leek call my phone like we coming right back
in that p with a crutch and a switch on my lap
jumping out with a look at the fully attached



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