
tristan dior & tenno - jewish lawyer lyrics
[chorus]
d+mn, woah
i’m up like 100 racks
i told my ex b+tch “don’t come back”
me and gang up in a gle, this not a scat
i’m cool with the owner in the club, i ain’t took off my hat
my shooter gone catch a hat
i got me a jewish lawyer, you know he don’t tax
get hit with a mp5
them bullets they go through the window, you get hit in the side
i got racks in my bank account, got more on the side
i don’t argue on instagram live
these hoes wanna f+ck cause i’m one of a kind
[verse]
i’m in atlanta, i just landed
my left pocket built like a planet
designer on me, this ain’t urban planet
he chasing thesе broke ass hoes so i let him havе it
i put bread on your head, you get hit the same day i’m not with the capping
you a get switched down
big body truck riding around with 10 hoes, downtown
i got me a p from my favorite plug, i smoke by the pound
100 rounds up in the back, you get hit with them rounds
back in the day they was hating but they f+ck with me now
yeah, she wanna know what i’m bout
got racks on me, i don’t need no clout
the g19, i can’t leave without
hop on a yacht and get sea sick
get hit with them 5.56’s
told that b+tch i’m on a mission
my diamonds they hitting and they not missing
i shoot him in the face and he go missing
i ain’t with the fighting sh+t, i up it
get hit in your leg, he can’t walk again
designer all up on the cardigan
this a foreign truck i hopped in
if i do a show, i need 30 bands
woah, i’m finna run up a hundred you ain’t finna run up sh+t
ain’t even want that b+tch for real, she on lame sh+t
woah, all the straps on me got extended clips
she started staring at my wrist, it’s a solar eclipse
i know he mad at me, he can’t live like this, he stuck in the matrix
i got this foreign hoe, she obsessed with me, on my d+ck and she doing tricks
woah, my b+tch slide in a g class, this not a entry whip
i’m too geeked out my mind, don’t even know where the entry is
i’m too geeked out my mind i do not wanna meet your friends
designer all up on my pants
i’m finna meet her parents
[chorus]
d+mn, woah
i’m up like 100 racks
i told my ex b+tch “don’t come back”
me and gang up in a gle, this not a scat
i’m cool with the owner in the club, i ain’t took off my hat
my shooter gone catch a hat
i got me a jewish lawyer, you know he don’t tax
get hit with a mp5
them bullets they go through the window, you get hit in the side
i got racks in my bank account, got more on the side
i don’t argue on instagram live
these hoes wanna f+ck cause i’m one of a kind
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