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(Ayo Jarii, that shit go too crazy) That shit go too crazy, Jarii Let's get it Ayy Gang (Ayy, ayy, gang) You ain't never slid up on a block, you ain't catch a body I was sellin' pounds in the trenches, feedin' everybody (I did) Zoowop wanna catch a homi' (He do) Niggas tryna plot around me (They do) You must be high, you off of Molly Take his face, they cannot stop me (Boom, boom) Foenem thirsty, catch a body (Gang, gang) Body, body, body, body (Body, boom, boom) Fuck a truce, ain't no sorry (Yeah, gang) Route hunnids in a 'Rari Bullets hot just like a sauna (They hot) I am innocent, your honor (I am) I was taught to keep it on the low and never tell nobody (Yeah) You be cappin', where you at? Explorer page, internet He know that I'ma get him next (Boom) Takе his face, hit the net (Grrah) I bе with the killers' killer killers Do you understand me? (I do) Letras de cancionesShootin' at the crib and at your opps Do you love your family? See 'em loafin', that's a free throw Run it up with my lil' 'migos I was hustlin', duckin' people Sixteen sixes on the Regal Don't get me mad 'cause I get evil (I do) It get dirty, we not equal Fuck 'em up and make 'em sorry We real niggas, not no artists You ain't never slid up on a block, you ain't catch a body I was sellin' pounds in the trenches, feedin' everybody (I did) Zoowop wanna catch a homi' (He do) Niggas tryna plot around me (They do) You must be high, you off of Molly Take his face, they cannot stop me (Boom, boom) Foenem thirsty, catch a body (Gang, gang) Body, body, body, body (Body, boom, boom) Fuck a truce, ain't no sorry (Yeah, gang) Route hunnids in a 'Rari Bullets hot just like a sauna (They hot) I am innocent, your honor (I am, ayy, brr, brr) I was taught to keep it on the low and never tell nobody (Brr, brr) .762 flame and Shiesty gotta pop out, I'm hittin' everybody (Brr, brr, brr, brr) And I can tell you never shook nobody They know we known for murders and robberies Take one call, I make Doodie Lo pull up with school busses and Wock', Wock' Ayy, and when you book CG, we showin' up (Showin' up) Count the backend before we run it up (Run it up) Ain't no searchin' me, I ain't tuckin' shit (No) I got this bitch right in my pocket I pull them choppas out, I play it dangerous One up top, ain't gotta cock it (Pussy) Some custom denim drip, the Palm Angels Scratch the truck, new Maserati Think these members bang nine-to-five, never fold, they gon' keep it solid (Brrr) You ain't never slid up on a block (Brr, brr-brr), you ain't catch a body (Brr, brr-brr) I was sellin' pounds in the trenches, feedin' everybody (I did, brr, brr-brr) Zoowop wanna catch a homi' (He do) Niggas tryna plot around me (They do) You must be high, you off of Molly Take his face, they cannot stop me (Boom, boom) Foenem thirsty, catch a body (Gang, gang) Body, body, body, body (Body, boom, boom) Fuck a truce, ain't no sorry (Yeah, gang) Route hunnids in a 'Rari Bullets hot just like a sauna (They hot) I am innocent, your honor (I am) I was taught to keep it on the low and never tell nobody (Yeah) From Letras Mania