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blitz - jaeychino lyrics

[intro: st6 jodyboof]
toomanystrikers, n*gga
supersport ten, n*gga
tms

[chorus: st6 jodyboof]
chanel on my hoodie, i don’t wear quarter zips
getting out with the p, boutta make me a clip
and just give me that word, put your hood on the list
in and out with that gen, i keep one on my hip
in the stu with the hoes and i’m sippin’ on tris
on the block with the bros, everybody got switches
landlord of the trap, man i catch all smiths
i be having some cleats when i’m sending a blitz

[verse 1: st6 jodyboof]
do this sh*t for the men, put this sh*t on my back
and my b*tch keep geekin’, i ain’t texting her back
i walked into the bank, came out with ten racks
tryna get out the whip and the n*gga got tapped
i got sh*t in my gun man let a n*gga get zapped
and this sh*t for the low, man a n*gga get tapped
go and switch up my gun when i walk in the spot
i ain’t feeling that sh*t, everybody getting shot
it’s me, drag and jaey, tell they ass we up next
i got a lot on that b*tch and came back with a hat
got a lot on q—(beep) got stretched
in and out of them cars, n*ggas know i’m a vet
and this sh*t ain’t checkers cause a n*gga play chess
ten driving and shooting, like who wanna test?
and it’s me and yungdriz, n*gga who rip next?
i’ll be on your street with that p in a cat
[chorus: st6 jodyboof]
chanel on my hoodie, ion wear quarter zips
getting out with the p, boutta make me a clip
and just give me that word, put your hood on the list
in and out with that gen, i keep one on my hip
in the stu with the hoes and i’m sippin’ on tris
on the block with the bros everybody got switches
landlord of the trap, man, i catch all smiths
i be having some cleats when i’m sending a blitz

[verse 2: dragnutz]
cause i’m tired as a b*tch, i gotta make it home safe
fly as sh*t on the gram, but not makin’ no pape
b*tch, i’m still smokin’ swiss, got your man in my j
if i marni my slides, my shirt say bathing ape
b*tch, i’m stuck in the stu, lil’ drag try to make a way
ain’t n0body help us how to make our own place
b*tch i’m only 19, i just got my own place
stop mentionin’ me that sh*t for your own sake
b*tch, we up, b*tch, we high, b*tch, we rich
b*tch, i’m drag, i ain’t chasing no b*tch
a good day, i just went to the bank
smoking swiss, bruh hit harder than tank
[?] the racks, that sh*t sound like a buck
i’m like steph on the court, sh*t get cooked
if i like your wrist, watch that sh*t too
i’m a man, that sh*t mad, that sh*t too
[verse 3: jaeychino]
on a date with my stick, need a table for two
got too much money i feel like a jew
invading the spot b*tch i’m cpf livin
sh*t ypf gang, we addicted to k!lling
my opps really broke, them n*ggas be stealing
free lil’ peso, he the northwest villain
rick owen’s my shoes, i ain’t rocking miharas
i came a long way, i was shopping at zara
shawty asks for a bag but i’m not buying prada
at the table, i’m not even proper
at the bp, i’m some like t’challa
sh*t toomanystrikers, i don’t got my l’s
i’m serving that gas like i’m working that sh*ll
sh*t, back in the day, i was popping my car
and i really sip tris, ain’t f*cking with monster
stand over your man, say ra*ra*ra*ra

[chorus: st6 jodyboof]
chanel on my hoodie, i don’t wear quarter zips
getting out with the p, boutta make me a clip
and just give me that word, put your hood on the list
in and out with that gen, i keep one on my hip
in the stu with the hoes and i’m sippin’ on tris
on the block with the bros everybody got switches
landlord of the trap, man i catch all smiths
i be having some cleats when i’m sending a blitz

- jaeychino lyrics

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