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just gtf in - ac640 lyrics

[intro]
i could teach ya’ how to
(s*s*s*solo)
n*gga, bo jackson
(vino made this sh*t)
n*gga, i feel like bo jackson in 1989 n*gga
n*gga

[chorus]
i can teach you how to work
i can teach you how to spin
don’t even say none, just get the f*ck in
his brother got cracked, so i’m looking for
i was driving and shooting, i knocked off his chin
lil’ brown skin b*tch, i was breaking her in
i’m a youngin’ on sh*t, i don’t care ’bout no tint
i done made me a name for stopping the whip
i really get up close, i be parking that sh*t
i done give me some time, now i’m back in a mix
if you want you a name, then come and bend rip
i done caught my first b*, with a two*tone smith
i know b*tches on d*ck, they ain’t want me a k!ll
since 2019, i been stepping on sh*t
since 2024, you just get in that whip
n*ggas down to pop, keep dissing and sh*t
i’m a reckless young n*gga, i’ll head*tap a b*tch
and i ain’t just rapping, i’m standing on sh*t
cracked a grown man, i’m a man of this sh*t
if i can’t score then, i’m passing that b*tch
f*ckin’ her from the back, i was trailing that b*tch
when i heard blue died, i was laughing and sh*t
that sh*t give me thoughts about cash and sh*t
but, i’m hoppin’ in that deep, i was trashin’ a b*tch
cause if i was dead, that would’ve worked in the wind
[post*chorus]
i can teach you how to work
i can teach you how to spin
don’t even say none, just get the f*ck in
his brother got cracked, so i’m looking for
i was driving and shooting, i knocked off his chin
lil’ brown skin b*tch, i was breaking her in
i’m a youngin’ on sh*t, i don’t care ’bout no tint
i done made me a name for stopping the whip
i really get up close, i be parking that sh*t
i done give me some time, now i’m back in a mix
if you want you a name, then come and bend rip
i done caught my first b*, with a two*tone smith
i know b*tches on d*ck, they ain’t want me a k!ll
since 2019, i been stepping on sh*t
since 2024, you just get in that whip
n*ggas down to pop, keep dissing and sh*t
i’m a reckless young n*gga, i’ll head*tap a b*tch
and i ain’t just rapping, i’m standing on sh*t
cracked a grown man, i’m a man of this sh*t
if i can’t score then, i’m passing that b*tch
f*ckin’ her from the back, i was trailing that b*tch
when i heard blue died, i was laughing and sh*t
that sh*t give me thoughts about cash and sh*t
but, i’m hoppin’ in that deep, i was trashin’ a b*tch
cause if i was dead, that would’ve worked in the wind
[outro]
nah for real, cause if i was dead n*gga
nah for real
that sh*t would’ve went way worse than it did n*gga
nah for real, n*gga
(s*s*s*solo)
(vino made this sh*t n*gga)

- ac640 lyrics

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