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JUJUTSU!
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(Ay, ay, wait, wait, wait, wait)
Like damn, bad bitch, hey, boy, you a lot, and I'm out in the field
Motherfucker, where you at? A B S Glock
Motherfucker, sway straight out of bounds
Bitches try to take a nigga off the map
Bitch, I'm tryna get fucked up
Bad bitch on me and I'm tryna get sucked up
But I don't give a fuck, that bitch right the fuck up
Wait, a bitch glock, if it's up, then snuck up
Came in this bitch and I'm looking for death
I got a bad bitch on me and she giving me neck
I was stomping on his face 'til nothing was left
Took this bitch to the crib and then she cleared on the map
Watching your back with that bitch
Yeah, better bounce back like a nickname
Hit me with your bitch
And she all up on my bag like it's a bunch of G's
And you see it in the plastic, like ah
Came in this bitch and I'm looking for a bounty
And put up on his stick like a motherfucking mounty
Fucking on this bitch make a mess like dandy, yeah
Back to my crib and she begging for the pound me (uh)
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Came in this bitch and I'm looking for death
I got a bad bitch on me and she giving me neck
I was stomping on his face 'til nothing was left
And I'm gripping this, clearly a mess
Stacking these bands 'til they all turn blue (yeah)
Boot and jit hit 'em with the stick and the dick pop (yeah)
Nigga, shorty wanna shop with some brand new shoes (uh)
I'm grabbing that bag, gotta give me that (yeah)
Hit 'em with the fist like it's jujutsu (yeah)
Nigga feeling blessed, like I said I do, oh (yeah)
Playing with the words like I'm pettaiku (yeah)
Give me that crown like a nigga can't do (uh)
If you piss me off then a nigga might shoot (yeah)
Walk around town with a pass on me
Feeling like cash on me
Racks on me (yeah)
Write a bitch named Racks on me
One-two, one-two
I don't want you
And if you wanna smoke, imma run up like a blunt
Two-five-five-six, he ain't got nowhere to run to
And that bitch is broke
Goddamn, I love her when she drifts and chokes
Got diamonds on my wrist, yeah, they glisten close
They drip down, yeah, from my head to toe
I sold my soul for golden goals
I won't refold the Holy Ghost
No flesh and bones, you comatose
You sleep on me, I close the door
You feel it in a minute, I'm a killer 'til I win it
And your bitch about to feel it, yeah, we get it in a minute
And I take her by the minute 'til she finish and I hit her raw dog
I'm the boss and I'm coined up off it
Throw you in the summertime
Leaving you faces, no punchline
'Cause I'm fronting through the races
Run at me, bitch, better get some braces
It's not funny how fucked up conversations are
Snitch bad with her ass on her dance
Know she a ten, so slow to my dance
Hold up, wait, we can hold no hands
She's a new Betty, just a one night stand
(One night stand, uh, uh, uh)
(One night, uh)
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