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[intro]
jayy?…
why do these n*ggas keep talking reckless like you not wit the sh*ts????
you that n*gga and i think you should remind them
i love you jayy

[chorus]
how you want that 1 on 1
how bout that 2 on 2
he said he want some smoke what you really finna do
and yo b*tch, yea she a fan
she texting my phone like whats the mood
i got that bl!cky, its sticky like glue
rocking designer,i swear that its new
i’m f*cking his b*tch and he don’t have a clue
he said he want beef,imma stir like some stew
my nina go (ble, ble, ble) kaboom
he talking crazy when i step in the room
thеse n*ggas dust he get swеpt like a broom
my nina an antman on top finna bloom
stop all that talkin’ of you not gon shoot
my n*ggas by us and they follow the rules
chasin these bands, yea i’m chasin these blues
how you get b*tches, but smokin’ that juice
give a f*ck about talkin’, give a f*ck about school
don’t speak on my name unless all of it’s true
these n*ggas scared and i swear that they fools, the f*ck is you saying i don’t have a clue
they talk about me, yea they talk about who
its rjx you can’t f*ck wit the crew
[verse]
i might hop on that jet to ride kiki
she tried to dub me but now wanna see me
ice on my wrist she cause she loving my vvs
hit the b*tch from the back now she feeling sleepy
she sending blue hearts but her name is not kiki
catch us a hoe cause these b*tches to greedy
can’t f*ck with n*ggas cause these n*ggas needy
i’m anti*social cause people to sneaky
he said he that n*gga but can’t get no hoes
it’s rjx and we kicking yo doors
he said he bout it, my n*ggas on go
never off drugs, but im stacking my dough
sorry for that, but im gripping this pole
knowing i said it you get it its cool
these n*ggas hating i already know
i’m at the top and i cannot go low
i am that n*gga no average joe
you not my n*gga cause you is a fraud
imma swerve in the coup, in the ufo
imma swerve in the coup, in the ufo

[chorus]
how you want that 1 on 1
how bout that 2 on 2
he said he want some smoke what you really finna do
and yo b*tch, yea she a fan
she texting my phone like whats the mood
i got that bl!cky, its sticky like glue
rocking designer,i swear that its new
i’m f*cking his b*tch and he don’t have a clue
he said he want beef,imma stir like some stew
my nina go (ble, ble, ble) kaboom
he talking crazy when i step in the room
these n*ggas dust he get swept like a broom
my nina an antman on top finna bloom
stop all that talkin’ of you not gon shoot
my n*ggas by us and they follow the rules
chasin these bands, yea i’m chasin these blues
how you get b*tches, but smokin’ that juice
give a f*ck about talkin’, give a f*ck about school
don’t speak on my name unless all of it’s true
these n*ggas scared and i swear that they fools, the f*ck is you saying i don’t have a clue
they talk about me, yea they talk about who
its rjx you can’t f*ck wit the crew

- yungxjxyy كلمات اغنية

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