I'll never make no diss
I'll just f*ck yo bitch
Jailtime onna glock
But if they ask,this not no switch
And I just got a new beam
Where the target?
I won't miss
Vangogh,on yo bitch
Paint her face,and her lips
Rick all on my mask
That's what I wear
When I go huntin
Can't leave the drill without a hat
Just got a drum,I'm gon' hit sum
She just got it done?
That's coo,I'm pullin' shit
Just like a rope
You'll never see me post up with no gun
Ts not for show
It's like 3am
I can't sleep
Bitch I'm tryna spin
Said she wanna f*ck
I told her double it and bring a friend
High asl innis bitch
I'm off a birkin,damn near finna float
Last nigga tried to play with my bread
We caught 'em,turnt his ass to toast
Heartagrams all on my f*ckin' neck
Gothic when I'm slidin
Got this lil bitch in here soakin' wet
I feel like Poseidon
Can't f*ck a hoe from the raq
Know she backdoor,can't take no chances
Don't send somebody you love to come door me
I'm holdin' that bitch up for ransom
Freak lil hoe mad asl
Won't give her dick
She throwin' a tantrum
All my opps they broke asl
They live off Section eight
Got yo bitch all in my crib
I slut her out and tell her skate
All these hoes backdoor
It's coo,but if you try ts you dying
Tried to throw shots at his face
I guess I missed and hit his spine
Bad lil bitch,she thick asf
Might need a perc to get behind
When we slide through
Dumpin' Drac' all out the sprinter
Played me like a lame in school
But now she eatin' this dick for dinner
Five percent tint onnis strike
This not a bowl,you can't see in it
We popout late,we spin at night
Folks ass didn't even know what hit him
What the f*ck I look like fighting?
Got my glock then I'm gon' peel 'em
Handy Mandy with my tool
When I catch 'em
I'm gon' drill 'em
They can have the net
'Cause we be spanking shit
Like check the score
We pull up with tecs,hella extensions
And we let it blow
Let's go band for band
Let's go bop for bop
I ain't never f*ckin' on nun drunk
I hit befo' the bar
Not the type to play 'bout disrespect
Like bitch I want a top
Drum on my glock
Totin' 50 shots
So when we spin niggas blocks
50 niggas bound to drop
GB NxtDoor - JailTime Lyrics
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I'll never make no diss
I'll just f*ck yo bitch
Jailtime onna glock
But if they ask,this not no switch
And I just got a new beam
Where the target?
I won't miss
Vangogh,on yo bitch
Paint her face,and her lips
Rick all on my mask
That's what I wear
When I go huntin
Can't leave the drill without a hat
Just got a drum,I'm gon' hit sum
She just got it done?
That's coo,I'm pullin' shit
Just like a rope
You'll never see me post up with no gun
Ts not for show
It's like 3am
I can't sleep
Bitch I'm tryna spin
Said she wanna f*ck
I told her double it and bring a friend
High asl innis bitch
I'm off a birkin,damn near finna float
Last nigga tried to play with my bread
We caught 'em,turnt his ass to toast
Heartagrams all on my f*ckin' neck
Gothic when I'm slidin
Got this lil bitch in here soakin' wet
I feel like Poseidon
Can't f*ck a hoe from the raq
Know she backdoor,can't take no chances
Don't send somebody you love to come door me
I'm holdin' that bitch up for ransom
Freak lil hoe mad asl
Won't give her dick
She throwin' a tantrum
All my opps they broke asl
They live off Section eight
Got yo bitch all in my crib
I slut her out and tell her skate
All these hoes backdoor
It's coo,but if you try ts you dying
Tried to throw shots at his face
I guess I missed and hit his spine
Bad lil bitch,she thick asf
Might need a perc to get behind
When we slide through
Dumpin' Drac' all out the sprinter
Played me like a lame in school
But now she eatin' this dick for dinner
Five percent tint onnis strike
This not a bowl,you can't see in it
We popout late,we spin at night
Folks ass didn't even know what hit him
What the f*ck I look like fighting?
Got my glock then I'm gon' peel 'em
Handy Mandy with my tool
When I catch 'em
I'm gon' drill 'em
They can have the net
'Cause we be spanking shit
Like check the score
We pull up with tecs,hella extensions
And we let it blow
Let's go band for band
Let's go bop for bop
I ain't never f*ckin' on nun drunk
I hit befo' the bar
Not the type to play 'bout disrespect
Like bitch I want a top
Drum on my glock
Totin' 50 shots
So when we spin niggas blocks
50 niggas bound to drop
I'll just f*ck yo bitch
Jailtime onna glock
But if they ask,this not no switch
And I just got a new beam
Where the target?
I won't miss
Vangogh,on yo bitch
Paint her face,and her lips
Rick all on my mask
That's what I wear
When I go huntin
Can't leave the drill without a hat
Just got a drum,I'm gon' hit sum
She just got it done?
That's coo,I'm pullin' shit
Just like a rope
You'll never see me post up with no gun
Ts not for show
It's like 3am
I can't sleep
Bitch I'm tryna spin
Said she wanna f*ck
I told her double it and bring a friend
High asl innis bitch
I'm off a birkin,damn near finna float
Last nigga tried to play with my bread
We caught 'em,turnt his ass to toast
Heartagrams all on my f*ckin' neck
Gothic when I'm slidin
Got this lil bitch in here soakin' wet
I feel like Poseidon
Can't f*ck a hoe from the raq
Know she backdoor,can't take no chances
Don't send somebody you love to come door me
I'm holdin' that bitch up for ransom
Freak lil hoe mad asl
Won't give her dick
She throwin' a tantrum
All my opps they broke asl
They live off Section eight
Got yo bitch all in my crib
I slut her out and tell her skate
All these hoes backdoor
It's coo,but if you try ts you dying
Tried to throw shots at his face
I guess I missed and hit his spine
Bad lil bitch,she thick asf
Might need a perc to get behind
When we slide through
Dumpin' Drac' all out the sprinter
Played me like a lame in school
But now she eatin' this dick for dinner
Five percent tint onnis strike
This not a bowl,you can't see in it
We popout late,we spin at night
Folks ass didn't even know what hit him
What the f*ck I look like fighting?
Got my glock then I'm gon' peel 'em
Handy Mandy with my tool
When I catch 'em
I'm gon' drill 'em
They can have the net
'Cause we be spanking shit
Like check the score
We pull up with tecs,hella extensions
And we let it blow
Let's go band for band
Let's go bop for bop
I ain't never f*ckin' on nun drunk
I hit befo' the bar
Not the type to play 'bout disrespect
Like bitch I want a top
Drum on my glock
Totin' 50 shots
So when we spin niggas blocks
50 niggas bound to drop
Writer: Grant Bell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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