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young jue jue - x'd out lyrics

[intro]
holla (holla)
yeah, go, go, go!
x’d out, we don’t talk (nah)
mask on, spin the block (skrrt)
homicide, walk him down
he freeze up like windows locked (boom)

[chorus]
i pop x, i pop three
i got beam right in my piece
it ain’t okay, i’m pushing speed
red eyes, i ain’t missin’ no beef
twin in the back with the cutter
hop out, leave his block on repeat
heard your bae got hit last summer
still ain’t slide, that sh+t look weak
like, glock came with attachments
i can’t even post my caption
they say, “why you always blacked out?”
b+tch, i’m living like it’s madden
hit his dome, no lagging
perc in my system, i’m laughing
i might crash that whip, no cappin’
cardi voice hold like dramatic
[verse 1]
new pack, came in zip, bro got hit, now hе glitch
5’7, make him twitch, he’s 57 in sport mode switch
dior mask on, dеmon timing, red dot on his nose like rudolph shining
two sticks out, not even hot, i’m the one of them boys been mimicking styling
i don’t do tall backs, i send a drop, we chalk that
he say he hard, we walk that, hollow tips made him crawl back
walk in the spot, no pat down, still got the 30 on waist, so i sit down
i can’t feel no pressure, zip now
i ain’t your bro, don’t big me down (nah)

[chorus]
i pop x, i pop three, i got beat, i’m pushing speed, red eyes, i ain’t missing no beef
twin in the back, with the cutter, hop out, leave his block on repeat
heard your boy got hit last summer, still ain’t slide, that sh+t look weak (p+ssy)
glock came with attachments, i can’t even post my captions
they say, “why you always blacked out?”
b+tch, i’m living like it’s madden
hit his dome, no lagging, perc of my system, i’m laughing
i might crash that whip, no cappin’
cardi voice hold like dramatic (slide)

[verse 2]
i stay geeked, i’m up like liftoff
that boy sweet, he soft like lip gloss
i’m too tapped in, i can’t cl!ck off
one call, he get pitched off
still in that mode like i’m tryna go viral
still with the twins, ain’t moving in spirals
still got the beam like disco title
still got the stick, no post, no idols (boom)
[bridge]
x’d out, spin that block
red beam dot, no photoshop
hundred+round drum, that’s overstock
pop that door and open shop

[outro]
go! go! go!
yeah, homicide, homicide, homicide

- young jue jue lyrics

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