judge - jay fizzle lyrics
[intro]
o.g with me hold up, town, b*tch, know what’s goin’ on
f*ckin’ town, b*tch, tell her y’all ain’t sh*t, not lyin’, sh*t, f*ckin’ town
[verse]
cryin’ on some young’uns with me, they gon’ dump out the rim
flyin’ in the b by the b with this cop with a crew
i don’t smoke crack, we call me a*blue for this sh*t
smoked my throat to the face, ain’t gone to the fire by my lip
what you just spent for your rent?
my eyes just left the mosque
with that sh*t on some motherf*ckin’ drills
whole hundred k*rolls for ice from my neck
try to tell one he diamond, let him come right off the hill
time to go smooth, try and catch a n*gga, let him walk down
told craig when wе go on this l!ck
leave the phonе at the crib, make sure you bring clues
got game for the rogues, that n*gga like rob sh*t
so i can’t never keep a clue
i don’t f*ck these rap n*ggas, check how i did the feature
which sh*t i don’t mean, that is love
i’m smokin’ on pluto, this deal called a*franco
b*tch has to hit my blunt, told her she prankin’
right pocket blue clue, left pocket prankin’
shoot a n*gga broke, f*ck goyle, find mainz
i spit, get a paper, got all my money ancient
thought i ain’t passin’, n*gga, call a n*gga tankin’
feels far enough, so i ain’t
got a whole lot of paper, n*ggas thinkin’ that i print it
excuse me, my frenchman ain’t print it
make a lot of paper, so i ain’t trippin’ about spendin’
but now i don’t know b*tches, gang, we ain’t trickin’
b*tch, i’m from memphis, i’ll ride around penn
put the big bag on tennis, but i ain’t top of shoes
i’m high like some fish, n*gga, i ain’t got me cool
tell a star, n*gga, chain, watch me give you the blues
shot five, finna club for the cow, all n*ggas here to move
drive with the jugger, i’m a code 45
five*five*five, i ain’t no paddy two*5
no evidence, and the sh*t, i ain’t found
that’s how you face, n*gga, and get away with the crime
i’m takin’ these others, i ain’t never tryin’ to sleep
out of route, got a n*gga, i ain’t wanna eat
strollin’ through my d.o., tryin’ to find me a freak
baby, i’m walkin’ late, so i’m ridin’ around town
cryin’ on some young’uns with me, they gon’ dump out the rim
flyin’ in the b by the b with this cop with a crew
i don’t smoke crack, we call me a*blue for this sh*t
smoked my throat to the face, ain’t gone to the fire by my lip
what you just spent for your rent?
my eyes just left the mosque
with that sh*t on some motherf*ckin’ drills
whole hundred k*rolls for ice from my neck
try to tell one he diamond, let him come right off the hill
time to go smooth, try and catch a n*gga, let him walk down
told craig when we go on this l!ck
leave the phone at the crib, make sure you bring clues
got game for the rogues, that n*gga like rob sh*t
so i can’t never keep a clue
i don’t f*ck these rap n*ggas, check how i did the feature
which sh*t i don’t mean, that is love
i’m smokin’ on pluto, this deal called a*franco
b*tch has to hit my blunt, told her she prankin’
right pocket blue clue, left pocket prankin’
shoot a n*gga broke, f*ck goyle, find mainz
i spit, get a paper, got all my money ancient
thought i ain’t passin’, n*gga, call a n*gga tankin’
feels far enough, so i ain’t
got a whole lot of paper, n*ggas thinkin’ that i print it
excuse me, my frenchman ain’t print it
make a lot of paper, so i ain’t trippin’ about spendin’
but now i don’t know b*tches, gang, we ain’t trickin’
b*tch, i’m from memphis, i’ll ride around penn
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