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young juve - burberry lyrics

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(g money)

my draco filled up

my crew lit up

my chain lit up

my b+tch is better

i feel like you want beef and i’m like its whateva

catch you in traffic wet you up we do this sh+t where eva

my car lit up

my hoes better

i got this burberry on me i’m feelin cold as eva

investing money in my sh+t i’m going up a level

the way i play these hoes i think i need a f+ckin medal

i don’t do the 2 2 3 i do the hunned black

b+tch i know where you been and i know where you at

put a n+gga on a flat wipe em off the map

(uh)

smoking on exotic we don’t do the cap

when i’m on thе spillway i do the dash

this b+tch go h+lla fast

meezy let mе push the jag

yeah i got into you, i don’t f+ckin remember you

you say you f+ck wit me go find out what them n+ggas do

these diamonds vvs they passin every single test

hop out the coupe hop in the croud i feel like ron artest

(uh)
n+gga play wit me we swipe it to the left

all that talking like you gangsta get you put to rest

my draco filled up

my crew lit up

my chain lit up

my b+tch is better

i feel like you want beef and i’m like its whateva

catch you in traffic wet you up we do this sh+t where eva

my car lit up

my hoes better

i got this burberry on me i’m feelin cold as eva

investing money in my sh+t i’m going up a level

the way i play these hoes i think i need a f+ckin medal

(uh)

ion play no games

we slidin in the rain

choppa on my chain

these b+tches love my chain

ion wanna talk i’m just try’n let it off

hit em in the car

and then we jetted off

no i can’t f+ck you raw hoe i’m too g for that

i rather you f+ck them for me and bring that paper back

you want a 8th of this well we got weed, cocaine, and crack

don’t take me serious cause you might have a heart attack

i ain got no aim

i’m shooting everything

i ain got no aim

i’m shooting everything

thuggin in the rain

we spinnin everything

n+gga touch my chain

and we gon’ let it rain

my draco filled up

my crew lit up

my chain lit up

my b+tch is better

i feel like you want beef and i’m like its whateva

catch you in traffic wet you up we do this sh+t where eva

my car lit up

my hoes better

i got this burberry on me i’m feelin cold as eva

investing money in my sh+t i’m going up a level

the way i play these hoes i think i need a f+ckin medal

(yeah, yeah)

it’s year 26′

i done snuck in with the sh+ts

i’m a dog with the blitz

playing madden with the sticks

all these rapper n+ggas kicks

smoking cereal and milk

my rap sheet super long

and er beat is gone get k!lled

y’all look weirder everyday to me like n+ggas in a kilt

can’t a n+gga get in way of this i swear he gone get k!lled

if you feel i wasn’t there for you my heart was full of guilt

we don’t say be safe we leave no more say dangerous in here

i got london b+tches sniffing doing cocaine and sh+t in here

now they doin hand stands and going insane and sh+t in here

if you ain’t slidin n+gga get out i got enough p+ssy at the crib

i was juggin, finessin, stressin havin shootouts where i live n+gga

my draco filled up

my crew lit up

my chain lit up

my b+tch is better

i feel like you want beef and i’m like its whateva

catch you in traffic wet you up we do this sh+t where eva

my car lit up

my hoes better

i got this burberry on me i’m feelin cold as eva

investing money in my sh+t i’m going up a level

the way i play these hoes i think i need a f+ckin medal

- young juve lyrics

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