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pt 6 | hazard lights ⚠️ - jay hound lyrics

[intro]
jelly onnat
like, like, like, word to bro, n*gga
like, move
like…
word to bro

[chorus]
i was—i was down, that’s on bro, i’ma get him
the force of this bullet might f*ck up his liver
lil’ bro caught a tag on a opp, i was with him
the beamer had stuck to his shirt like a sticker
brodie wanted, they said he a k!ller
downtown with some shooters, on bro, them my n*ggas
silencer on the gun, like how i hit a hitter
old boy, he was limpin’, i think he got hit, look
sweeper sweepin’, there’s nothin’ bigger
i start lookin’ for plates like it’s dinner
gun singin’ like bryson no tiller
they put stripes on my back when they thinkin’ ‘bout tigger

[verse]
i might slide through your block like a drive*thru
please don’t ask what i want, i put that order in, n*ggas come slide through
order complete, bullet straight through his front
he doubled back, but i think it’s a stunt
he gon’ run when he heard “forse come!”
when boy got k!lled, all i seen was the dump
i be movin’ like trump, nothin’ bigger than trump
n*gga, please don’t get in my way and act stupid
that’s how homie got hit
i ain’t catch me a case so they think i don’t do sh*t
you can ask bro, that’s on bro, i was with it
lil’ b*tch, i’m a demon
i—i—i was suited up on that block with my g, word to bro, i was spinnin’
we was four deep in that v with no cement
if i roll down this window, you better start dippin’
better ask how i get
boy, he was runnin’ a lot, but he tripped
tryna come over here? he gon’ jump off a cliff
it’s gunpowder he smell when he sniff
[chorus]
i was—i was down, that’s on bro, i’ma get him
the force of this bullet might f*ck up his liver
lil’ bro caught a tag on a opp, i was with him
the beamer had stuck to his shirt like a sticker
brodie wanted, they said he a k!ller
downtown with some shooters, on bro, them my n*ggas
silencer on the gun, like how i hit a hitter
old boy, he was limpin’, i think he got hit, look
sweeper sweepin’, there’s nothin’ bigger
i start lookin’ for plates like it’s dinner
gun singin’ like bryson no tiller
they put stripes on my back when they thinkin’ ‘bout tigger

[outro]
better ask how i get
boy, he was runnin’ a lot, but he tripped
tryna come over here? he gon’ jump off a cliff
it’s gunpowder he smell when he sniff

- jay hound lyrics

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