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Fuckin' Jack History Month, ****
Miss my brother like a motherfucker
Swear to God
Wasn't too many like bro, you feel me?
Probably won't be no more
A real stand-up individual
A man of honor, you feel me?
A man of integrity
Ayy
FedEx just sent the message, bro, your package is near
The bitches callin' me the GOAT 'cause, ****, that's what I'm is
We crossed the water, downed the suckers, then got back on the bridge
I hope the bad shit that I did don't come back in my kids
Keep two chains around my neck and a strap on my rib
My cuz down for robbin' shit, judge just slapped him with ten
Last trip, I guess I'll deal with God 'cause that was a sin
The other skit was for the set, my ****, this was revenge
Doctor said it killed my kidneys, but I'm sippin' this ten
I fucked around and caught another sucker slippin' again
Told the bitch you need the fee before you sit in this Benz
Let's hit the house and count it up so we can split up this lick
Rest in peace my **** Jack, you know we still with the shit
You said the ho a piece of shit, so why you still with the bitch?
Make sure you never use your bare hands when dealin' with Chris
And me and Wooski get together, you know we killin' this shit, ****
Yeah
You send a ho to line me up, I'm killin' you and the bitch
All a YN want for Christmas is a Glock with a switch
Me and Mike was blowin' Jack, we thug like Lilo and Stitch, for real
Harry Potter, pull this broom out, you think I'm a witch (Grrah)
Bro just made the site crash, I had to work through the glitch
Before another night pass, I want my opp in a ditch, for real (I want him dead)
I'm on Lisbon with an ARP and twenty 'bows
My fiend finna leave this trailer with a bloody nose (Bloody nose)
Open up shop for big spenders, if you broke, it's closed (Closed)
A ghetto child, when I get thirsty, hit the water hose
Jarvo sent me pictures on the tablet in the prison
Harpo, I make my cup color purple, got my urine gold (Got my urine gold)
Probably slammed a couple **** out, but I ain't never told (I ain't never told)
Anything that come into this trap, know how to get it sold (Know how to get it gone)
I like my bitches cold, she do **** super bold
I done met my quota twice today, can't make my wallet fold
Bust-down chicken wings and party favors like the Super Bowl (Super Bowl)
We got fifty flavors in this bitch, I'm countin' dinner rolls
I get bread, I'm with the plug, he finna sneeze
He just blessed me with a half a brick and twenty Cali P's (Blessed me)
Probably think I got a thermal on, I pull up longsleeves
I'm with Shizzle in the basement learnin' how to hang trees, ****
Rest in peace to Jack, we still MOB, **** (R.I.P.)
Rest in peace to Lil' Man, throw your B's, **** (T.I.P.)
Rest in peace to Corey Goodwin, throw your G's up (Long live)
They don't make 'em like me and Blow no more, they need us (They need us)
****, we what the game missin'
1Hunnit
Written by: J1Hunnit, Joe Blow
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