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handout - bak jay lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
when i’m drivin’, i got lean all in my cup, the pistol in my lap
i spent a couple bands up on a b*tch once, i can’t even cap
remember bein’ down bad on my d*ck and i ain’t even care (ayo 10)
so when a n*gga got his hand out, i bet i’ll leave it there
i get money on the daily, off these perkys, i go crazy
it should take a lot to hate me, n*gga’s mad i f*cked his lady
just woke up, wasn’t feelin’ it, i do my drugs and lay back down
she in love, but i’ll assign your b*tch a sl*t ’cause she get down

[verse]
walk inside the store, she closеd but what i’m here for in the back
i brеak a bond with anybody that got dealings with a rat
stay with my bl!ck, that switch attached, my hoodie on, know they can’t see me
like why these pills keep me relaxed, i’m probably out*of*state where e be
out in cali off this addy with my patek on
tryna change my habits, i just spent like twenty on these stones
i got over twenty k!llers in this party, don’t think i’m alone
got that sh*t to make a b*tch faint, she fell in love with my cologne (yeah)

[refrain]
oh, oh*oh
ooh, oh*oh
ooh, oh*oh
oh, oh
[chorus]
when i’m drivin’, i got lean all in my cup, the pistol in my lap
i spent a couple bands up on a b*tch once, i can’t even cap
remember bein’ down bad on my d*ck and i ain’t even care
so when a n*gga got his hand out, i bet i’ll leave it there
i get money on the daily, off these perkys, i go crazy
it should take a lot to hate me, n*gga’s mad i f*cked his lady
just woke up, wasn’t feelin’ it, i do my drugs and lay back down
she in love, but i’ll assign your b*tch a sl*t ’cause she get down (yeah)

[refrain]
oh, oh*oh
ooh, oh*oh
ooh, oh*oh
oh, oh

[outro]
how you gon’ hate up on a n*gga doin’ better than you ever was?
i was gettin’ high off shrooms, lean and weed until i found a better drug
how the f*ck y’all nine*to*five and sellin’ drugs when you can’t even sell me none?
that sh*t there wack, please don’t try nothin’ stupid, up that burner, leave you flat
how you gon’ hate up on a n*gga doin’ better than you ever was?
i was gettin’ high off shrooms, lean and weed until i found a better drug
how the f*ck y’all nine*to*five and sellin’ drugs when you can’t even sell me none?
that sh*t there wack, please don’t try nothin’ stupid, up that burner, leave you flat

- bak jay lyrics

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