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lirik lagu controversy – jay5ive

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[intro]
grrah, grrah
grrah*grrah, boom
deroonthebeat
hey row’
[?] what they threw on my block, grrah*grrah
young mula, baby!
free ‘dot go, free the sweepers word to bro
everybody shot, everybody f*ckin’ here, y’all know how i rock already
ahh

[chorus]
like, he on my block, ‘kay, cool
i wanna see if that boy really step
like, i’m tryna flock, jay, move
like, you in the way tryna f*ck with my rec’
the d’s on my bop, play, cool
cause if i go back, i be cool and collect
like they knowin’ jay5ive, he break, rules
like, you gettin’ flocked, i don’t care if you jet
oh, he yellin’ dg? now he runnin’
now i’m yellin’ dg, whilе i’m uppin’
like, why they keep invitin’ me to thеy functions?
no, i won’t go if i can’t bring the gun in
i’ma keep it a buck n*gga, this how you rap
they be on my d*ck, sayin’, “5ive this, and that”
i can rap on your flow, or do it with mine
cause, word to my deads, i seen you and i clapped
[verse 1]
really versatile with this sh*t
like i do not got no reason to go act
like, i see my opps and i shoot
don’t think that i’m chillin’ just because i rap
move look, that n*gga got tagged
sha ek, we still smokin’ ya dad
so many deads you can see on his tats
so many n*ggas they ain’t not get back, for
like, bro about to clap, four
i’m tryna turn him to mac, sauce
i’m tryna go ahead and throw a shot
and i’m tryna see how longer he can last, for

[verse 2]
like, when ya mans died, them n*ggas was sh*ll shocked
i ain’t smoking on sprinklez, i’m smoking on ldot
think he safe in that jail? you gettin’ ya cell popped
and i’m tryna back out that knocker and still flock
like, i’m runnin’ in for a sleaze, actually just reverse the v
throw, we dont care bout’ no treesh
bro pushin’ like derek g
bro, could you pass it to me?
come like a blunt ’cause its somethin’ i chief
pass off? i’m not for the team
gun get to sparkin’, pick up your feet
[verse 3]
see how [?] hollows and sh*t
bro get to uppin’, flockin’ and sh*t
bro tryna boom for g poppa and sh*t
catch a opp tryna’ eat at red lobster and sh*t
like, stop tryna’ eat, n*gga you hungry?
grrah, grrah, boom, stupid boy you a dummy
bro took a shot on the hop like a bunny
like ‘ooter on court, don’t make me call munny

[chorus]
like, he on my block, ‘kay, cool
i wanna see if that boy really step
like, i’m tryna flock, jay, move
like, you in the way tryna f*ck with my rec’
the d’s on my bop, play, cool
cause if i go back, i be cool and collect
like they knowin’ jay5ive, he break, rules
like, you gettin’ flocked, i don’t care if you jet
oh, he yellin’ dg? now he runnin’
now i’m yellin’ dg, while i’m uppin’
like, why they keep invitin’ me to they functions?
no, i won’t go if i can’t bring the gun in
i’ma keep it a buck n*gga, this how you rap
they be on my d*ck, sayin’, “5ive this, and that”
i can rap on your flow, or do it with mine
cause, word to my deads, i seen you and i clapped

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