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Jaybleeda
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Jaybleeda
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Brr, bitch
Nigga, free my brother, nigga
Ay, fuck all the opps, I'm back, nigga, come on
Yeah, alright, come on
Bitch, come on
Ay, fuck all opps, come on
For the ones who think I'm young and dumb
I'm young but I ain't
A lot of fucked up shit that I done did as a kid
My pops told me, "Just think"
Before you go do it, just make sure you really wanna do it
I was out tryna catch me a fade
But now I'm touchin' too much pay
Finna fuck it all up, young, rich niggas shoppin', we land out of state
Nigga, I know what to do
When Bleeda come through, I'll turn a bitch nigga to ashes
Sippin' on 'Tris
Quiet beat mid then a bitch sell a top for a dollar, shit average, I'm in the six
Look back and went swangin' that switch, no mask out the window just blastin'
.762 hit hard and a bitch drop a nigga in plastic
Keep walkin', keep rappin', I'm back in the yard
These bitch niggas had they turn now I'm back on that shit
All in a matter of time, eyes all for the racks
Got locked but I'm back in the mix
Boy, niggas better catch up, watch how quick you get touched, better keep David name out yo' shit
I act a fool with that chopper
Heard a nigga holla that took 23, touched his skin on a couple niggas
Felt that Drac's too hurt shit, have a nigga somewhere with his mama
The Fourth of July only time niggas workin'
That's why y'all the reason civilians go under
Shit beat up a bitch nigga, rippin' I see your ass triple k mills, and you gone be some cripple
Three-five the whole whoop, boy, that young nigga high on the bitch
It's that Lil Goofy nigga who fumble
Just taught me a dub, boy, these three hundred
Back fuck the mudpads, y'all better check on your partner
BnB full of bitches just switchin'
Fucked up off some Don Julio, freak bitch want a vodka
All these bitches wanna fuck me, that's for something
Give me the lows, I'll keep on the purse
I came unannounced, so I blow through the curtains
She gave the right drop, so I bought her a Birkin
Bitch, strikers and foolish
Bitch, keep lookin', I throw on my hoodie
Young bitches, it's Lil Bleeda
I can't let the ho see my face, you a groupie, lil' baby, can't do it
I get the ho on the left, and you get the ho on the right
Boy, these hoes be choosin'
Roll up some woods and get drunk, had that bitch tryna fuck off the roof
She say, "Bleeda, I like how you do it"
For the ones who think I'm young and dumb
I'm young but I ain't
A lot of fucked up shit that I done did as a kid
My pops told me, "Just think"
Before you go do it, just make sure you really wanna do it
I was out tryna catch me a fade
But now I'm touchin' too much pay
Finna fuck it all up, young, rich niggas shoppin', we land out of state
Bitch, nigga, ay, free my brother, nigga, yeah
Ay, fuck all the opps, nigga, come on
I'm back, nigga, yeah, yeah
Ay, fuck all the opps, nigga, yeah
Ay, free all the guys, nigga
Come on, brr, come on
Bitch
Writer(s): Jaybleeda
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