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Family Matters Video (MV)




Performed By: JayBino
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: Joshua Grier




JayBino - Family Matters Lyrics




Its bino baby what it do
I got four checks thats two times two
We f*ck it up when we hop out the Coupe
And we sliding you know that shit is The truth
Yea

My brother told that he got the butta
And he do keep the glock in his boot
Boy we rockin rockin like its heavy Metal
But like bloc boy jb bouta shoot

She fakin i bar she be holding me
He can popped like a soda b
Just like hinata i hold in chakra
Block shots like ilbaka i sing on beat Like im jodeci
That boy be purpin he josin see

Im betty crocker with the pot
Actin tuff n shit i need you to stop
Blind a nigga take his stuff out the Spot
I hate assists swear i take all the shots Yeaa

Im not f*ckin wit energy
Bro mix the beat up just like it was Chemistry
Its gettin hot i can feel the humidity
I gave her half of the paq call it Symmetry yea

I stay with steve like im urkel
Eddie winslow keep the glock inna Circle
Waldo faldo might just pull up and Hurt you
I'll call jerry to come pull up and serve You oh

We do this stuff all the time
Im not a robot but im with mr.Prime
But family matter say shit all the time
Get your cake up why you worried Bout mine
Damn

Get the cheesy gotta stack the cheesy But you know bino get to the bag
Nah I cant rock wit niggas keep my Circle smaller cause these niggas be Hot n its sad
I just be chillin i be in the creases but She say bino cool like a fan
Yea You can call up brodie if you Need a perky
On life you gon be of your ass

Call your family just to check up on Em cause you never know when its Your last
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Its bino baby what it do
I got four checks thats two times two
We f*ck it up when we hop out the Coupe
And we sliding you know that shit is The truth
Yea

My brother told that he got the butta
And he do keep the glock in his boot
Boy we rockin rockin like its heavy Metal
But like bloc boy jb bouta shoot

She fakin i bar she be holding me
He can popped like a soda b
Just like hinata i hold in chakra
Block shots like ilbaka i sing on beat Like im jodeci
That boy be purpin he josin see

Im betty crocker with the pot
Actin tuff n shit i need you to stop
Blind a nigga take his stuff out the Spot
I hate assists swear i take all the shots Yeaa

Im not f*ckin wit energy
Bro mix the beat up just like it was Chemistry
Its gettin hot i can feel the humidity
I gave her half of the paq call it Symmetry yea

I stay with steve like im urkel
Eddie winslow keep the glock inna Circle
Waldo faldo might just pull up and Hurt you
I'll call jerry to come pull up and serve You oh

We do this stuff all the time
Im not a robot but im with mr.Prime
But family matter say shit all the time
Get your cake up why you worried Bout mine
Damn

Get the cheesy gotta stack the cheesy But you know bino get to the bag
Nah I cant rock wit niggas keep my Circle smaller cause these niggas be Hot n its sad
I just be chillin i be in the creases but She say bino cool like a fan
Yea You can call up brodie if you Need a perky
On life you gon be of your ass

Call your family just to check up on Em cause you never know when its Your last
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Writer: Joshua Grier
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