Never been a time niggas say Jr ran with his pistol
Never been a time they dissed & wasn't Layin in the spital
Got two bad bitches sleepin' on me, I'm layin' in the middle
I'm a bad bitch getter, fast car whipper' Hellcat whippin
Down they block no time for dissin told my freak bitch
Just keep suckin' my dick, no time for kissin
Let my brother call my phone, shit on the floor, this shit be instant
Niggas get caught for a murder, then get out, you niggas snitchin
Niggas bitches, don't let me catch his Goofy ass, out my finger itchin
Don't let me catch him loafin' in my hood, them niggas finished
We gon' watch the news, three dead, crashed on Dickerson
I see bro dropped em', let me hop off the whip, and gon' finish him
F*ck, ain't no slimin shit around here Ain't no long chops, we got five inch around here
I'm campin' out this crib, they like, J.R. out of town
Where niggas get too comfortable, yall not allowed here
Time to go suit up, bitch, leave that phone, is you ready
Niggas leave, jail get zesty, he was f*ckin' on his celly
All the indirect posts tryna diss me, I get petty
Make 5, hunnid, take a trip to hutch, might trip out on a skelly
Don't come around, you do the crime and get to tellin
Don't come around, you do the crime and get to tellin
Whip full of bows, ridin down Van Dyke, you can smell it
Catch em with no pole him, Ima f*cking sco, tryna tell him
I be tryna nail him, ski tryna stretch him
Ric tryna Test em, he lowkey the devil
She get none to eat, she eat D specials
Think he cold, think he sweet, till that heat catch him
Never been a time niggas say Jr ran with his pistol
Never been a time they dissed and wasn't Layin in the spital
Got two bad bitches sleepin' on me, I'm layin' in the middle
I'm a bad bitch getter, fast car whipper
No cap nigga
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Never been a time niggas say Jr ran with his pistol
Never been a time they dissed & wasn't Layin in the spital
Got two bad bitches sleepin' on me, I'm layin' in the middle
I'm a bad bitch getter, fast car whipper' Hellcat whippin
Down they block no time for dissin told my freak bitch
Just keep suckin' my dick, no time for kissin
Let my brother call my phone, shit on the floor, this shit be instant
Niggas get caught for a murder, then get out, you niggas snitchin
Niggas bitches, don't let me catch his Goofy ass, out my finger itchin
Don't let me catch him loafin' in my hood, them niggas finished
We gon' watch the news, three dead, crashed on Dickerson
I see bro dropped em', let me hop off the whip, and gon' finish him
F*ck, ain't no slimin shit around here Ain't no long chops, we got five inch around here
I'm campin' out this crib, they like, J.R. out of town
Where niggas get too comfortable, yall not allowed here
Time to go suit up, bitch, leave that phone, is you ready
Niggas leave, jail get zesty, he was f*ckin' on his celly
All the indirect posts tryna diss me, I get petty
Make 5, hunnid, take a trip to hutch, might trip out on a skelly
Don't come around, you do the crime and get to tellin
Don't come around, you do the crime and get to tellin
Whip full of bows, ridin down Van Dyke, you can smell it
Catch em with no pole him, Ima f*cking sco, tryna tell him
I be tryna nail him, ski tryna stretch him
Ric tryna Test em, he lowkey the devil
She get none to eat, she eat D specials
Think he cold, think he sweet, till that heat catch him
Never been a time niggas say Jr ran with his pistol
Never been a time they dissed and wasn't Layin in the spital
Got two bad bitches sleepin' on me, I'm layin' in the middle
I'm a bad bitch getter, fast car whipper
No cap nigga
Never been a time they dissed & wasn't Layin in the spital
Got two bad bitches sleepin' on me, I'm layin' in the middle
I'm a bad bitch getter, fast car whipper' Hellcat whippin
Down they block no time for dissin told my freak bitch
Just keep suckin' my dick, no time for kissin
Let my brother call my phone, shit on the floor, this shit be instant
Niggas get caught for a murder, then get out, you niggas snitchin
Niggas bitches, don't let me catch his Goofy ass, out my finger itchin
Don't let me catch him loafin' in my hood, them niggas finished
We gon' watch the news, three dead, crashed on Dickerson
I see bro dropped em', let me hop off the whip, and gon' finish him
F*ck, ain't no slimin shit around here Ain't no long chops, we got five inch around here
I'm campin' out this crib, they like, J.R. out of town
Where niggas get too comfortable, yall not allowed here
Time to go suit up, bitch, leave that phone, is you ready
Niggas leave, jail get zesty, he was f*ckin' on his celly
All the indirect posts tryna diss me, I get petty
Make 5, hunnid, take a trip to hutch, might trip out on a skelly
Don't come around, you do the crime and get to tellin
Don't come around, you do the crime and get to tellin
Whip full of bows, ridin down Van Dyke, you can smell it
Catch em with no pole him, Ima f*cking sco, tryna tell him
I be tryna nail him, ski tryna stretch him
Ric tryna Test em, he lowkey the devil
She get none to eat, she eat D specials
Think he cold, think he sweet, till that heat catch him
Never been a time niggas say Jr ran with his pistol
Never been a time they dissed and wasn't Layin in the spital
Got two bad bitches sleepin' on me, I'm layin' in the middle
I'm a bad bitch getter, fast car whipper
No cap nigga
Writer: Backend Jr
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