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geloland8x - Hey Jesse Lyrics



geloland8x - Hey Jesse Lyrics




I got the sick in the back of the coupe If you wanna pull up, I'ma use it
Built up your casket no blueprint I picked up that shit cause I use it
40 be knockin' his head off got it bouncin' like basket but no im not hooping'
I do what I say in my music You not really gang, who you foolin'

Ayy, big Audemar I got gold up on my chain, yeah
You wanna try me, I got clips in your whole gang, yeah
Pussy wanna net talk, I really empty brains, yeah
Yeah, my squad insane, yeah Free Nack up in chains, yeah

I got the sick in the back of the coupe If you wanna pull up, I'ma use it
Built up your casket no blueprint I picked up that shit cause I use it
40 be knockin' his head off got it bouncin' like basket but no im not hoopin'
I do what I say in my music You not really gang, who you foolin'

Ayy, big Audemar I got gold up on my chain, yeah
You wanna try me, I got clips in your whole gang, yeah
Pussy wanna met talk I really empty brains, yeah
Yeah, my squad insane, yeah Free Nack up in chains, yeah

Yeah, I keep my lizard and I call it Kipling, yeah
Got the nine in my pocket like a diamond, let it bling, yeah
If we playin' cards, you a joker, I'm a king
Got my phone and I'ma ring Got the bling, I let it sing, yeah

Ayy, Hey Jesse
Yeah, I'm Bertram when I'm in the trap house I'm sippin' this lean and I'm wantin' to pass out
Keep my 40, for a pack out KK be buggin', gon crash out
Ayy, she wanna f*ck cause I'm better than ever
If you reach for my chain, you gon die for this metal
Pick up like pools and you know I'ma wet em'
Yeah, f*ck with my family, you think I'ma let him
I keep a tool in the back of the section

Ayy, walk up to you, I'ma make you confess it
You thought it was sweet, but your life is a mess and
Yeah, I keep it tucked, got a blade and a Wesson
Pop up your gas, I'ma roll up and catch him

Yeah, just like a Pokemon
Yeah, bitch, gotta get em' all
Yeah, lame bitch, gotta get her off
Yeah, you talkin' to cops man, you federal

If you put money on me, gotta bet it all
Like, hey, Jesse, yeah
Yeah, I saw you down the block and you just ran away
Like, hey, pussy

You hear me like, yo
How you gon' claim gang, right
Then, where I press you
You runnin

You joggin' away
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I got the sick in the back of the coupe If you wanna pull up, I'ma use it
Built up your casket no blueprint I picked up that shit cause I use it
40 be knockin' his head off got it bouncin' like basket but no im not hooping'
I do what I say in my music You not really gang, who you foolin'

Ayy, big Audemar I got gold up on my chain, yeah
You wanna try me, I got clips in your whole gang, yeah
Pussy wanna net talk, I really empty brains, yeah
Yeah, my squad insane, yeah Free Nack up in chains, yeah

I got the sick in the back of the coupe If you wanna pull up, I'ma use it
Built up your casket no blueprint I picked up that shit cause I use it
40 be knockin' his head off got it bouncin' like basket but no im not hoopin'
I do what I say in my music You not really gang, who you foolin'

Ayy, big Audemar I got gold up on my chain, yeah
You wanna try me, I got clips in your whole gang, yeah
Pussy wanna met talk I really empty brains, yeah
Yeah, my squad insane, yeah Free Nack up in chains, yeah

Yeah, I keep my lizard and I call it Kipling, yeah
Got the nine in my pocket like a diamond, let it bling, yeah
If we playin' cards, you a joker, I'm a king
Got my phone and I'ma ring Got the bling, I let it sing, yeah

Ayy, Hey Jesse
Yeah, I'm Bertram when I'm in the trap house I'm sippin' this lean and I'm wantin' to pass out
Keep my 40, for a pack out KK be buggin', gon crash out
Ayy, she wanna f*ck cause I'm better than ever
If you reach for my chain, you gon die for this metal
Pick up like pools and you know I'ma wet em'
Yeah, f*ck with my family, you think I'ma let him
I keep a tool in the back of the section

Ayy, walk up to you, I'ma make you confess it
You thought it was sweet, but your life is a mess and
Yeah, I keep it tucked, got a blade and a Wesson
Pop up your gas, I'ma roll up and catch him

Yeah, just like a Pokemon
Yeah, bitch, gotta get em' all
Yeah, lame bitch, gotta get her off
Yeah, you talkin' to cops man, you federal

If you put money on me, gotta bet it all
Like, hey, Jesse, yeah
Yeah, I saw you down the block and you just ran away
Like, hey, pussy

You hear me like, yo
How you gon' claim gang, right
Then, where I press you
You runnin

You joggin' away
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Writer: Abro Binchelli
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
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Written by: Abro Binchelli

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