the last jackboy – maybach menace lyrics
[talking] bro how about we just beat on the desk and then record you freestyling
yuh….
aye, aye, aye
hop out the car where that stick at?
man all these glock rounds look like tic tacs
we give him beef like a mf big mac
we don’t f+ck with that n+gga ain’t nothing to look at
riding around with a full clip
got the ops on they knees like they down in the pulpit
he confession his sins p+ssy bout to get stoned
cuz we throwing some bullets lil n+gga get blown
he was down in the water we just let him float
we chase any op, bro went, got a boat
im dropping the lyrics they pop in my head
like i’m popping these addies i act like a sped
she be calling at night she be catching me lacking
she keep getting freaky, wanna know what im packing
i made me a castle with the bands i’m stacking
ops thought i was out but you know that im back in
he say we can’t find him b+tch get us an airtag
that n+gga so blind couldn’t see all the red flags
that n+gga so hungry we made him eat dirt
he wanna blow up put him on a shirt
swear he keep dissing, we dissin right back
we got that boy sweating we down give no slack
that boy say he reppin, you know he all cap
we gave him a woman he fell for that trap
we ain’t finna rob him he ain’t go no sh+t
shoulda known better, we called out a hit
my boy wasn’t there but he still saw the playback
that n+gga just mad i just copped me a maybach
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