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yurms - hit my juul lyrics

[intro: yurms]
oh yeah
h+ll no please don’t hit my cellphone (hey m.l.j.)
yeah (my diamonds fallin’ off)
all right
yeah

[hook: yurms]
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (you can’t, yeah)
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (squad)
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (squad)
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (squad)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang (gang, gang)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang (gang, gang)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang (no you can’t)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang yeah (yeah)

[verse 1: yurms]
h+ll no please don’t hit my cellphone
melrose we smoking on elbows
you thought it was something else but i ain’t know it’s not though
all these ? i ain’t sick b+tch shawty ain’t no ?
look at b+tch i’m racked up ? on me
she just hit my partner wanna f+ck with me?
yeah i’m racked up
jumping off the stage like a rockstar
popstar i been in there wilding like a popstar
[verse 2: goopdakidd]
i got the 40 and the stick
i might just make a move
bad b+tch on my d+ck
yeah she wanna groove
neighborhood trapping hunnids
sipping summer booze
smoking patrol gas
all i know is making moves
i been out the x geeking
poppin’ mollies on a weekend
puling foreigns ain’t no 2’s
out the goop i been sleeping

[hook]
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (you can’t, yeah)
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (squad)
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (squad)
you can’t hit my juul if you ain’t in my squad (squad)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang (gang, gang)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang (gang, gang)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang (no you can’t)
you can’t wear my chain if you ain’t gang yeah (yeah)

[verse 3: yurms]
last year i was broke (i was broke)
i ain’t know that not anymore (i don’t)
i ain’t know you
not no friend not like anyone
i been swerving i been stitching
you can hitching hoe you tripping
got my baby she delicious
i like what i don’t like switching
hoe he came out the picture
tryna get with my squad
muddy all sipping
trynna get out the mud
[bridge]
h+ll no please don’t hit my cellphone
melrose we smoking on elbows
you thought it was something else but i ain’t know it’s not though
all these ? i ain’t sick b+tch shawty ain’t no ?

[outro: yurms]
oh yeah
h+ll no please don’t hit my cellphone (hey m.l.j.)
yeah (my diamonds fallin’ off)
all right
yeah

- yurms lyrics

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