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Jay Gremlin - FAR AS HELL Lyrics



Jay Gremlin - FAR AS HELL Lyrics
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(Wo-wo-wo)
Gremski
With the Skiers
The K that bro got and this beat is made from Russia
So is the leather patch on this Legend bucket
I want more money, more success, ain't had enough of it
We just left quality roots spent a nigga budget in it
He a whole shop, no attachments, but the muzzle ain't fit
I was so high, out of shape, my lil' puzzle ain't fit
Nigga pick crops, John Deere, got green truck on that bitch
Said that I lied, I'm sincere when I said that I didn't
Money make a motherf*cker ill his intentions
Make a old nigga mad, I'm Denace the Menace
Make a young nigga mad, I'm unc to your bitches
You make these young niggas mad, they turn to electricians, and hold up some switches
I was taught don't break the code, be DaVinci
My bitch dark skinned like Naomi in Givenchy
I got anxiety because success close to my palm itching
I ain't got no hand out, I ain't doing no palm reading
I don't want no shit that close to me make soul a demon
You don't want that whip too close, that lil' nigga stole a demon
I knew I was missing something, that lil' bitch stole my semen
I got sticky fingers, but I ain't steal shit, I touch kitten
East side of the D, we from the bottom of the mitten
I done hung five TVs up, don't hung out with new niggas
I done hung the Kyrie's up and straight picked up the pencil
You ain't profile picture ready, you're trying to change your image
Seen her profile picture instantly, just sent a message
And when they ask some questions, say no English, turn a Mexican
I just put some THC inside a brand new beverage
The K that bro got and this beat is made from Russia
So is the leather patch on this Legend bucket
I want more money, more success, ain't had enough of it
We just left quality roots spent a nigga budget in it
He a whole shop, no attachments, but the muzzle ain't fit
I was so high, out of shape, my lil' puzzle ain't fit
Nigga pick crops, John Deere, got green truck on that bitch
Said that I lied, I'm sincere when I said that I didn't
Can't believe I made a famous bitch just pull out some titties
I got Legend jeans on, oh who said that I didn't
I got Legend jeans on, ho' who said that I didn't
Louis reel a bitch in, but who said that I'm fishing
I am charismatic with charm, I can smooth talk the women
Nigga was cool, but I ain't go lie he turn a dooze off the Henny
Tattoo my face on you, boo, so you never can miss me
I a tat your name too, you want that font or this one
Take my bitch to Nyrobi Africa, Louis wrist, and neck Tiffany
Feeling like I'm Six Two, we got a long body of history
Me and you got a spark, I know we see it, it's our destiny
I just watched this bitch do some shit she say she never do
I just watched her turn into something she say she never be
When am I gon' stop being that nigga, I don't think I have a clue
If you ain't do a 1260 into a ollie, is you really ski
If you aint do a 1260 off a mountain, is you really me
The K that bro got and this beat is made from Russia
So is the leather patch on this Legend bucket
I want more money, more success, ain't had enough of it
We just left quality roots spent a nigga budget in it
He a whole shop, no attachments, but the muzzle ain't fit
I was so high, out of shape, my lil' puzzle ain't fit
Nigga pick crops, John Deere, got green truck on that bitch
Said that I lied, I'm sincere when I said that I didn't
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(Wo-wo-wo)
Gremski
With the Skiers
The K that bro got and this beat is made from Russia
So is the leather patch on this Legend bucket
I want more money, more success, ain't had enough of it
We just left quality roots spent a nigga budget in it
He a whole shop, no attachments, but the muzzle ain't fit
I was so high, out of shape, my lil' puzzle ain't fit
Nigga pick crops, John Deere, got green truck on that bitch
Said that I lied, I'm sincere when I said that I didn't
Money make a motherf*cker ill his intentions
Make a old nigga mad, I'm Denace the Menace
Make a young nigga mad, I'm unc to your bitches
You make these young niggas mad, they turn to electricians, and hold up some switches
I was taught don't break the code, be DaVinci
My bitch dark skinned like Naomi in Givenchy
I got anxiety because success close to my palm itching
I ain't got no hand out, I ain't doing no palm reading
I don't want no shit that close to me make soul a demon
You don't want that whip too close, that lil' nigga stole a demon
I knew I was missing something, that lil' bitch stole my semen
I got sticky fingers, but I ain't steal shit, I touch kitten
East side of the D, we from the bottom of the mitten
I done hung five TVs up, don't hung out with new niggas
I done hung the Kyrie's up and straight picked up the pencil
You ain't profile picture ready, you're trying to change your image
Seen her profile picture instantly, just sent a message
And when they ask some questions, say no English, turn a Mexican
I just put some THC inside a brand new beverage
The K that bro got and this beat is made from Russia
So is the leather patch on this Legend bucket
I want more money, more success, ain't had enough of it
We just left quality roots spent a nigga budget in it
He a whole shop, no attachments, but the muzzle ain't fit
I was so high, out of shape, my lil' puzzle ain't fit
Nigga pick crops, John Deere, got green truck on that bitch
Said that I lied, I'm sincere when I said that I didn't
Can't believe I made a famous bitch just pull out some titties
I got Legend jeans on, oh who said that I didn't
I got Legend jeans on, ho' who said that I didn't
Louis reel a bitch in, but who said that I'm fishing
I am charismatic with charm, I can smooth talk the women
Nigga was cool, but I ain't go lie he turn a dooze off the Henny
Tattoo my face on you, boo, so you never can miss me
I a tat your name too, you want that font or this one
Take my bitch to Nyrobi Africa, Louis wrist, and neck Tiffany
Feeling like I'm Six Two, we got a long body of history
Me and you got a spark, I know we see it, it's our destiny
I just watched this bitch do some shit she say she never do
I just watched her turn into something she say she never be
When am I gon' stop being that nigga, I don't think I have a clue
If you ain't do a 1260 into a ollie, is you really ski
If you aint do a 1260 off a mountain, is you really me
The K that bro got and this beat is made from Russia
So is the leather patch on this Legend bucket
I want more money, more success, ain't had enough of it
We just left quality roots spent a nigga budget in it
He a whole shop, no attachments, but the muzzle ain't fit
I was so high, out of shape, my lil' puzzle ain't fit
Nigga pick crops, John Deere, got green truck on that bitch
Said that I lied, I'm sincere when I said that I didn't
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