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JustClo

JustClo is a musical artist who gained popularity on the social media platform TikTok. He is known for his catchy and energetic pop songs, often incorporating elements of electronic and dance music. JustClo has a growing fanbase due to his relatable lyrics and upbeat musical style. He has released several singles and continues to make a name for himself in the music industry. more »

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(Aye, nigga know what the f*ck going on)
(Its big clo bitch)
(Letting yall f*ck niggas know how im coming and doing this shit)

(Niggas be cap on the net they pussy like)
(And this bitch tryna crack she cookies right)
(How the f*ck can you flex I took it like)
(And this heater on deck I just booked its flight)

(Watch yo bitch give out neck like it's something light)
(Damn my pockets increased like the Fahrenheit)
(How you live life on the edge when you scared of heights)

Niggas started this shit imma finish it
Walk him down with the tec f*ck it spin again just copped the peice im outside tryna split his wig

(Come on)
Bro copped a K he outside tryna clip his man
And the stock carry bullets that scorches skin Hindu red dots on his head turn him indian

(Turned him Indian)
And we back, all deads in this pack, dont try to run up niggas know how we act in the grass left his ass in the feild like a sack

(Damn like a sack)
He tried to run get him macked, dreads hang low cover the face its a mask, on the block if we spot you then we on yo ass

(Where you going)
Better pray we dont catch you lil bitch
This stick get to dumping it's special as shit
Heard a nigga want beef im not deadin it bitch

P80 gon rip though the bricks
Volcanic rocks sitting hot in the stick
Acid rain with the stick melting bones when it hit

Put my chop on a leach when we spin walk down, peep whip
If they spin imma click
Not deadin no beef if I see you you finished

(Not deadin no beef)
Put his ass on a tree like it's Christmas
You niggas is bummy and broke mind ya business
Bitch is a trick she gon feen for the digits

(Ew Ew, Ew, uh Ew, Ewwwwww)
No return now I'm pissed
I call the hounds to hawk down on sum shit
He can get chopped in his head like a fish

We aiming at domes, head tapping n shit
You dont want the smoke, we inhaling it bitch
45 spray lead, pencil fill with that shit

Yo body like paper, how lead marking shit
You dont want the static, it's shocking ya skin
You dont want the beef you not built for that shit

All that cap on the net really prove you a bitch
And the whole gang you wit really sorry as shit
How the f*ck you gone flex other shit niggas did

(What the f*ck)
Caught his ass by the store
He ran outta luck, when he peeped me he dipped nigga knew it was up tried to run from this switch, but got lit the f*ck up

(Damn nigga got lit the f*ck up)
Say bro tried to box do it look like im dumb
We not sparring, no ones, imma shoot this bitch up
Niggas playing with me, say I won't up and dump

(Nigga, say i wont up and dump)
Bet this chop on my person gon leave his ass slumped
And this bitch talk to much, told her shut the f*ck up
Only tough on the net, finna start calling bluffs

Let me see how you is in the street like whats up
Niggas keep doing hits in the night like a truck
Headlights, blinding lights finna f*ck his eyes up

Might crash out the V my bro itching to dump
Give a f*ck who you wit, we got bullets for everyone up in this bitch

And my niggas keep chops with extended clips
On a block spot an opp my niggas finna click

These bullets got no name attached to them When they come out of the barrel they ready to spin

These nigga keep plotting, talking all that shit
No return when you beefing it is what it is

Hot shit out the barrel might cook up his ribs
Aint no deadin the beef, what you start imma finish

No return now I'm pissed
I call the hounds to hawk down on sum shit
He can get chopped in his head like a fish

We aiming at domes, head tapping n shit
You dont want the smoke, we inhaling it bitch
45 spray lead, pencil fill with that shit

Yo body like paper, how lead marking shit
You dont want the static, it's shocking ya skin
You dont want the beef you not built for that shit

All that cap on the net really prove you a bitch
And the whole gang you wit really sorry as shit
How the f*ck you gone flex other shit niggas did

(How the f*ck you gone flex other shit niggas did?)
(What the f*ck)

Caught his ass by the store
He ran outta luck, when he peeped me he dipped nigga knew it was up tried to run from this switch, but got lit the f*ck up

(Huh nigga got lit the f*ck up)
Say bro tried to box do it look like im dumb
We not sparring, no ones, imma shoot this bitch up
Niggas playing with me, say I won't up and dump

(Say i wont up and dump)
(Bet this chop on my person gon leave his ass slumped)
(And this bitch talk to much, told her shut the f*ck up)

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