
fluids - jayo sama lyrics
[intro]
pull up with that tool
blow you like a flu
leave em in a dirt when i hop out with that broom (hold up)
i can’t trust a b*tch cuz these b*tches choosing
aye, aye, hold up, aye
[chorus]
i can’t trust a b*tch cuz these b*tches choosing (hold up)
i just f*cked your b*tch, lil baby got that fluid
after i f*ck your b*tch, i’m gonna let my crew hit
your b*tch wetter than the ocean, she gon drown my crew, sh*t (aye)
hit it from the back, she love how i do it
every time i get on a track, they like “how you do it?”
my momma came from haiti, she be on that voo sh*t
lil n*gga with the .380, boy, don’t make me use it
[verse 1]
can’t talk, too busy getting cash
you broke n*ggas making me laugh
your b*tch steady calling my phone
might scoop your b*tch in a jag
after i hit, i’m taking her home
i gotta get to that bag
you n*ggas been trapping so long, still broke, lil n*gga, that’s sad
hop out of the coupe, my choppa pointed at you
my lil n*ggas ready to shoot
give you the blues, detectives ain’t got a clue, we put your face on the news
we gon double back (aye)
pull up with more than one strap
two glocks and a mac, now we wiping n*ggas out the map
snipe just pulled up on me in a splat, dodge durango to be exact
we gon swerve through a n*gga hood, we gon leave a n*gga where he at
paramedics knew the scene wasn’t good when they found bullet holes all in his head
know my shooters ain’t saying none, can’t f*ck with you n*ggas cuz you n*ggas some rats (i can’t trust you n*ggas)
[chorus]
i can’t trust a b*tch cuz these b*tches choosing (hold up)
i just f*cked your b*tch, lil baby got that fluid
after i f*ck your b*tch, i’m gonna let my crew hit
your b*tch wetter than the ocean, she gon drown my crew, sh*t (aye)
hit it from the back, she love how i do it
every time i get on a track, they like “how you do it?”
my momma came from haiti, she be on that voo sh*t
lil n*gga with the .380, boy, don’t make me use it (boom)
[verse]
i just blew it, got more clips than a movie
.40 on me, best believe imma shoot it
aye, pull up to your set, aye, leave your crew wet
don’t make me lose it, i play russian roulette (uh)
pull up with that tool, blow you like a flu (uh)
leave em in a dirt when i hop out with that broom
i’m out here with my thugs, jigging in a club (uh)
lame n*ggas hate cuz bad b*tches show me love
n*gga, i’m a zoe, we don’t give a f*ck
you can have that hoe cuz i just wanna f*ck
n*gga, i’m a zoe, we don’t give a f*ck
you can have that hoe cuz i just wanna f*ck (aye)
[chorus]
i can’t trust a b*tch cuz these b*tches choosing (hold up)
i just f*cked your b*tch, lil baby got that fluid
after i f*ck your b*tch, i’m gonna let my crew hit
your b*tch wetter than the ocean, she gon drown my crew, sh*t (aye)
hit it from the back, she love how i do it
every time i get on a track, they like “how you do it?”
my momma came from haiti, she be on that voo sh*t
lil n*gga with the .380, boy, don’t make me use it
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