lirik lagu double dee – .223jerm
(squad squad squad)
(ay cj!)
[verse 1: .223jerm]
bout 4, 5 crips when we hop out the whip
bi*big ass choppa double dee’s on the tips
lil n*gga been this way ever since i was a [?]
sa*said they gonna get me but the first once hit
[?] with shipments and lows
show love to my brothers that show me street code
ca*catch me on the block b*tch i’m posted on my own
doubled up on my money why you askin for loans?
now that b*tch got owned she got dogged out
i don’t give a f*ck n*gga whatchu talk about
big .223 b*tch i’m from the d*mn south
n*gga know me when i grew up gun down
[?] on the beat b*tch i go do my dance
big body n*gga but he don’t got no stance
i don’t really give a f*ck beat his ass and his mans
all my n*gga know me cause i robbed him for his bands
(play this rеcord* as frequently as possible)
(brr)
(ay yuh)
(oh my god look)
(yuh ay uh uh)
[verse 2: .223jerm]
b*tch i lеt my chain sw*ng right before my waist
yo b*tch can’t complain cause i always hit a face
i don’t really give a f*ck cause she give me 3rd base
and my n*ggas know me when i come up yeah his body no trace
glock 9 millimeter it go far range
n*gga know me i come up like orangutan
but [?] clips for you m*th*f*ckin monkeys
the way i do it when i shoot up the junkies
bust that
now that b*tch gone bust fast
i don’t really give a f*ck now i [?]
i just put that sh*t right on her d*mn back
n*ggas [?] for a d*mn sack
i don’t give a f*ck b*tch i need my ski mask
pop em in the shield when i pop em then i go fast
n*gga talkin sh*t so i put [?] on his whole ass
said he with the gang so i pull up with the whole clan
i don’t need a gun lil b*tch i just throw hands
chop a n*gga body up put him in a trash can
[verse 3: sadfriendd]
n*gga think he hard so i put him in a [?]
b*tch i got bombs like m*th*f*ckin [?] man
bag bag
imma turn a n*gga to a [?]
mad man
imma beat that n*gga with a [?]
b*tch i’m rockin grills all you n*ggas rockin [?]
this automatic cook a n*gga like i’m tryna make em [?]
and if he didn’t want the smoke i got the vape and the cord
this automatic pop a n*gga like a m*th*f*ckin [?]
like wait imma pop a n*gga like a pimple
that’s simple
imma put the pistol to your dimple
big f*ckin dog mike vick no pitbull
b*tch i’m slidin with a stick and it came with a kick four
and if a n*gga talkin sh*t then he gone get [?]
[?] big sh*t these bullets make a n*gga doin kickflips
misfit [?]
i got a big stick that hit that b*tch in her face
(um quick disclaimer i’m not actually a woman beater)
(alright bring it back)
[verse 4: sadfriendd]
he*he a f*ggot like that boy ate a glizzy
these hollow tips gone hit that p*ssy n*gga now he dizzy
and if a n*gga need that work then he can get it in a jiffy
yeah these n*ggas think they hard but who the f*ck these n*ggas dissing?
po*posted up with jerm cause my n*ggas never missing
but if a n*gga movin funny then that n*gga goin missing
i*i had to hide the body cause i heard that n*gga b*tching
throwin bullets at these n*ggas like i’m really good at pitching
(ayo shoutout jerm)
(shoutout saber gang)
(shoutout rvr3)
(alright i’m out)
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