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Jennerical

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Aye, aye
Put that shit on, I got drip on my body
I'm drippin' Vlone, no question about it
You talkin' that tough shit, ain't got a shottie
Wipin' yo nose 'cause that bitch real snotty
No question my snipers gon' shoot through the roof
I give em' the word, they know who to shoot
Yo head spinnin' like a damn hula hoop
My driller on go and I taught him to shoot
He put in that work with that Ruger
Louis Vuitton, ain't no Puma, yeah that's my shoota
That bullet gon' stick to yo brain like a tumor
F*ck with my baby, you'll meet God sooner
Catch up to him like a race
Bitch I'm drippin' Vlone, yeah you get a taste
Sniper shoot out the roof, then he slidin' from jakes
He got caught and he prayin' for a closed case
I keep a nine on me and I'ma bust it
Anywhere I go, muh' fucka I'm finna tuck it
Let that shit rain, I just got a bucket
Untuck that hoe, and yeah I'm yellin' f*ck it
F*ck they be talkin' bout' when they be dissin'?
We wiped yo nose, lil' bitch you dismissed and shit
Got a gun and I'll muh' fuckin' pistol whip
I'll pull up on yo ass and I'll sink yo ship
Bitch I be drippin' like I was a faucet
White lines on the ground, yeah a muh' fucka' chalked him
I'll pass that bitch like my name John Stockton
We shut his ass up 'cause he muh' fuckin' talkin'
Hey, hey, hey
Switch that shit up (bet)
Woah, woah, woah
Bitch I be drippin' to the flo', flo', flo',
Voss on my body, no biblical
They testin' my gangsta, they don't want no smoke, no smoke
Woah, they don't want no smoke with me
They don't won't no smoke with me
Scare yo ass like it's Halloween
We got gats and we got hella' tings
Woah, hella' tings, bitch I'll have to gang elevatin' woah
I be goin' muh' fuckin' crazy, woah
Bitch I be drippin' you know it, you see it
Ride out in the new Lamborghini
I got them racks stackin' up like I'm Harry Houdini
Hit a lick, but I'm masked up so they can't see me (can't see me)
Style Vlone (Vlone)
Money long (racks)
Leave me 'lone
I got this money all on my own, woah
Drip, drip, drip got the water out the bottle
Hit gas on the muh' fucka', goin' full throttle
Goin' crazy in the stu' lookin' for a damn startup
Anytime I f*ck up, bitch I gotta go and start over
Ah, f*ck, man I'm tryna' get lit!
Man let me fix this shit
Went to the cash and I grabbed it
I got that shit and I muh' fuckin' stacked it
Statement redacted, woah
Well I guess this shit workin' now, let's go!
Let's get it!
Twenty fo' bands for a ticket, I take that shit then I rip it
Merry motha' fuckin' Christmas
Whole gang with me, get dismissed
Got that shit up on yo wishlist
Ran up on him with the gats, he like "What's this?"
Twenty five shots in this clip or like somethin', woah
Ion' remember the number, all I know is that this bitch is a slumpa'
Whole gang, and they muh' fuckin' drummers
Tryna run up commas, tryna run up numbers (run that shit up)
Fifteen hundred bands all up in my pocket
On a motha' fuckin' rocket
Look at my cup, muh' fuckin' wokie
Take me on a trip like I'm muh' fuckin' walkin' (muh fuckin' walkin', woah)
Woah, bitch, uh, woah woah, bitch, woah
Whole gang with me you feel me, woah, yeah, yeah
Jennerical, woah, yeah
Jennerical woah, huh
Hunnid' gats, woah, woah
Hunnid' gats, hit yo ass up and yo undergrads, woah

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