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wet jumper 2 - 24lik lyrics

[intro]
y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on, big 24 sh*t, n*gga
the biggest troll, the biggest opp
i ain’t even got to say it, y’all already know my motherf*ckin’ name
n*gga
go’n and let that b*tch bounce some more, chris
hold on, i feel it

[verse]
b*tch, we smokin’ skoon tunechi, know i’m gmok (dead*ass n*gga)
i might roll up diddy legs, heard he ain’t walkin’ straight (hah)
i hit n*ggas in they dreads, who the f*ck gon’ die today?
ridin’ with that baby k, tryna catch a baby j (doo*doo*doo*doo)
we gon’ do his ass like trey, put thirty*two up in his face (he outta there)
they did jeezy and jessie ass the f*ckin’ same way (sh*t)
better stay up out my way, n*gga, i ain’t tryna play
better get that boy some watеr, know you seen rudy face (one*eyе)
all these 2020 gangsters wanna troll every day (b*tch)
’til we do his ass like— he got did the worst way (sh*t)
n*ggas know i keep it street, you heard what they did to z
he was ridin’ in that charger and they put that b*tch on e
all my n*ggas flamed up, everybody caught a b (everybody got a hat)
don’t get no gas in the hood, you see what they did to g (can’t do that)
n*ggas hidin’ in the woods, tryna duck them .223s (f*ck you goin’?)
i can might his ass rattin’, finna give they ass some cheese (rat*ass n*gga)
i be smokin’ black & milds, but i turn n*ggas into weed
let a b*tch drop my loc’ and i’ma hit her in her weave (doo*doo*doo*doo)
i can smell a backdoor, they dropped twan for the free (hah)
tez thirty years old still tryna rap beef (lame)
my n*gga key forever paid, but we don’t f*ck with bg (at all)
i ain’t beefin’ with no n*ggas who got twenty r.i.p.s (at all)
every time i get back, that sh*t be the same week
they did jizzle ass bold, had to cut him out the seat
ken was droppin’ 24 and died in the same week (you see what that get you?)
oh, they droppin’ 24? i went and shot up bcb (yeah)
n*ggas know i’m ttg, these n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me (at all)
must be smokin’ pcp, must be smokin’ pcp
i’ma set the record straight, they ain’t did nothin’ to me (n0body)
you don’t even know them n*ggas, why you postin’ r.i.p.?
his name cookie, he got ate for a froze cuban link (b*tch)
they hit his daddy in the face and he ain’t did not a thing (face shot)
don’t give a f*ck about a case, boy, i’m hoppin’ out on ring (don’t give a f*ck)
i call this b*tch doughboy clay how i let the chopper sing (grrah)
[outro]
how i let the chopper sing
call this b*tch doughboy clay how i let the chopper sing
b*tch
belt gang mafia
mhm

- 24lik lyrics

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