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Lil Jairmy x 42 Dugg - Get Back (Official Music Video)
Lil Jairmy
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(Wex on the beat)
(Foreverrollin)
I just sold a couple P's, took a blunt to the face
All I do is smoke weed, sell drugs all day
All I do is drink lean, I'm in love with the taste
My lil' bitch from out the D, I made her move to the H
So many choppers in this bitch, we 'bout to run out of space
High-speed chase for the checks, I'ma run and escape
I'm in another nigga hood and I'm conducting a play
And I ain't tuckin' in my chain, I got my gun and I'm straight
I'm in a whole 'nother state, tinted up, fake plates
I can't go back to that prison, I'm not makin' no mistakes
In the kitchen water whippin', it look like I'm mixin' cake
I was already that nigga 'fore I dropped a mixtape
I was already lit, movin' pounds, sellin' bricks
Robbin' shit, shootin' sticks, all around, bitch, you can't miss
That chopper hold a fifty and I'ma fire it 'til it's empty
And we don't never squash shit, bitch, get it started, we gon' end it
She the driver on them licks, so shawty gotta shine with me
I don't fall in love quick, I told her take her time with me
I got my shoes tied down, so you know I'm never trippin'
You can bet your bottom dollar that lil' Chairman never slippin'
Most these niggas really bitches, do this shit just for attention
In this shit to get them M's, I don't care 'bout recognition
I can't speak for none of them, but
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches
I know niggas on the corner worked up in the age of twenty
Them niggas talkin' 'bout retirin' and they ain't even number twenty
And they make that money fast, that's the same way they spend it
He wasn't born with that bag, but he say he dyin' with it
And he steady plug hoppin', shoppin' for the loyalty
And bitch, you know we got it in, if you want it, come and get it
He be flexin' like it's his, but we know that that shit rented
Throw the car up when it's tinted with some real killers in it
When them bodies get to droppin', keep them people out the business
I ain't linkin' with no rappers, nah, these niggas bitches
You gon' get you some, get back or nah, these niggas bitches
Uh, palms real sweaty, tryna dodge this damn conviction
I'm just tryna handle business, but these niggas steady snitchin'
I got my young bitch in her Nash, movin' straight to the H
Long as Jerry move the gas, I'ma run through the base
I don't trip on who she fucked, just do whatever I say
I might put fifty grams of topside right under the plate
I might get sixty 'bows, shit, from the Bay to the A
Keep on postin' ho shit, might get you shot in the face
All I fuck is cold shit from the Chi to the A
I ain't trippin' 'bout no pape', I lost a dollar today
Bitch, I might fall in love with my ho to fuck a freak
I might start back sellin' 'bows if you promise me it's cheap
But I don't never fall in love, doggy get for hit and run
I can move whatever, nigga, just make sure it's more than one
First young nigga blowin' that pole, just ask my uncle
I put on for the East and this shit that's on my stomach
You heard I put that young nigga down, probably a couple
Them niggas that they run with now been gettin' lucky
Still fuck 'em, back and forth, fly to town, been gettin' money
Every time I step on the mic, shit gettin' crazy
Every time I step in them mics, nigga, they pay me
Youngin probably fuckin' his wife, reason he hate me
I know she probably told you, yeah, me and dawg datin', but we fuckin'
And after a couple times of that, we ain't nothin'
We ain't nothin', we ain't nothin'
After a couple times of that, we ain't shit, nigga
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