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Intro Video (MV)




Performed By: Krashout Jay T
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: JOE L. THOMAS, QUINCY Q. PATRICK, JOSHUA THOMPSON




Krashout Jay T - Intro Lyrics




Yeah! (Intro shit nigga) intro
Yeah, aye
You already know what the f*ck go down nigga
(Long live JQ shit nigga) big Y's I throw up OG second nigga
I say, f*ck with a snow bunny she like black niggas she suck dick like its
Bitch it's JayT i'm the hottest young nigga out here and i'm know for gettin' it
When it turn to night time then them beams out so you know we ain't missing shit
I put a dick on the burner the dick started burnin' niggas like it's syphilis
Ima go get it nigga, the choppa spit on em like it need a dentist nigga
Call me JayT the menace nigga
Level up on him like I ate my spinach nigga
Homeboy clutching a bigger trigger, ima go hit ol boy thats my nigga nigga
Up the pole at A bigger figure, he talking that tough shit
We'll give him some thriller nigga
Where the f*ck is the stain boy?
The verse is lackin' the beat finna bang boy, and we puffin like trains boy
Mama been struggling since the f*cking gameboy
And these rappers like lame toys, you pull 1 and string they talking flames boy
And we all got good aim boy, these niggas some bitches, so I up one in the brain boy
Scotty too hottie wha the f*ck is shotties, bring 28 niggas thats 28 bodies
Brought a .22 up in the school they say JayT what is that in your pocket?
Later on that day (what happened?)
They caught me up in the lobby, I through the tool over the fence
When they searched me, I told them I thought you was calling my mama (Gang)
Tell the feds I ain't clutching i'm innocent, to the opp's that i'm bussin'
I'm in this shit, when it drop i'm finna make a million
And my bro got a drum like an instrument
She bad I might give her some discipline
Tried to lock my cousin false imprisonment
If i'm fighting my niggas participants (On gang nigga)

Aye, aye yeah yeah
(Intro)
This shit ain't even over with nigga
Yeah, aye yeah, aye yeah, aye look
I say ima go get it, bro clutch a rocket he say that he with it
Run through yo block like a maid bitch i'm wicked
Toting some money and not for to spend it
I'm not tryin to travel but i'm on my pivot, if money talking I cant hear you it's crickets
Hoes f*cking you ain't gettin no bitches
Stain calling you ain't getting no benji's
It's probably because you ain't really from the trenches
Had to stop chasing hoes and start chasing money
You ain't got a bag you better get to runnin'
Bitches gone f*ck when they see that you thumbing
When you down on your dick they ain't giving you nothing
Shoot it out, and I been with the punching
Big shotties and i been with the bussing
These niggas acting these lil niggas bluffing be ready
To punch if you f*cking discuss me
Youngins' On Go, standing ten toes
Stick make you make you lean back like the limbo
My brother we locked in that's the kinfolk
Pushing that pack gotta get it gone 10-4, bag on ya head I send it through a venmo
Shit not a game your life like a demo
It ain't no reloading when I got extendos (Gang nigga)
Aye, yeah 4's up
For lil JQ I pour up
(If you in it you in it for life on YOG)
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Yeah! (Intro shit nigga) intro
Yeah, aye
You already know what the f*ck go down nigga
(Long live JQ shit nigga) big Y's I throw up OG second nigga
I say, f*ck with a snow bunny she like black niggas she suck dick like its
Bitch it's JayT i'm the hottest young nigga out here and i'm know for gettin' it
When it turn to night time then them beams out so you know we ain't missing shit
I put a dick on the burner the dick started burnin' niggas like it's syphilis
Ima go get it nigga, the choppa spit on em like it need a dentist nigga
Call me JayT the menace nigga
Level up on him like I ate my spinach nigga
Homeboy clutching a bigger trigger, ima go hit ol boy thats my nigga nigga
Up the pole at A bigger figure, he talking that tough shit
We'll give him some thriller nigga
Where the f*ck is the stain boy?
The verse is lackin' the beat finna bang boy, and we puffin like trains boy
Mama been struggling since the f*cking gameboy
And these rappers like lame toys, you pull 1 and string they talking flames boy
And we all got good aim boy, these niggas some bitches, so I up one in the brain boy
Scotty too hottie wha the f*ck is shotties, bring 28 niggas thats 28 bodies
Brought a .22 up in the school they say JayT what is that in your pocket?
Later on that day (what happened?)
They caught me up in the lobby, I through the tool over the fence
When they searched me, I told them I thought you was calling my mama (Gang)
Tell the feds I ain't clutching i'm innocent, to the opp's that i'm bussin'
I'm in this shit, when it drop i'm finna make a million
And my bro got a drum like an instrument
She bad I might give her some discipline
Tried to lock my cousin false imprisonment
If i'm fighting my niggas participants (On gang nigga)

Aye, aye yeah yeah
(Intro)
This shit ain't even over with nigga
Yeah, aye yeah, aye yeah, aye look
I say ima go get it, bro clutch a rocket he say that he with it
Run through yo block like a maid bitch i'm wicked
Toting some money and not for to spend it
I'm not tryin to travel but i'm on my pivot, if money talking I cant hear you it's crickets
Hoes f*cking you ain't gettin no bitches
Stain calling you ain't getting no benji's
It's probably because you ain't really from the trenches
Had to stop chasing hoes and start chasing money
You ain't got a bag you better get to runnin'
Bitches gone f*ck when they see that you thumbing
When you down on your dick they ain't giving you nothing
Shoot it out, and I been with the punching
Big shotties and i been with the bussing
These niggas acting these lil niggas bluffing be ready
To punch if you f*cking discuss me
Youngins' On Go, standing ten toes
Stick make you make you lean back like the limbo
My brother we locked in that's the kinfolk
Pushing that pack gotta get it gone 10-4, bag on ya head I send it through a venmo
Shit not a game your life like a demo
It ain't no reloading when I got extendos (Gang nigga)
Aye, yeah 4's up
For lil JQ I pour up
(If you in it you in it for life on YOG)
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Writer: JOE L. THOMAS, QUINCY Q. PATRICK, JOSHUA THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Elijah.J, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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