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pork chop sammich - jayy wick lyrics

[intro]
yeah, man, c’mon
we used to be down ’bout ten
now check— yeah

[verse]
we used to be down ’bout ten
now check the score, boy, i knew i was destined to win
it’s a whole bunch of losses i took on the chin
i just had to remember, that’s just how it is
that’s just how it go
lil’ bro facin’ twenty, he twenty years old
i’m 25, i done beat up the road
went from new york to texas and all the way home
ay, i’m from the country, we puttin’ hot sauce on a pork chop sandwich
the plug said he gettin’ sh*t in from cali, so he payin’ shipping and handling
i talkеd to some people, thеy told me, “you probably could blow, you just need a lil’ management”
boy, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout the industry, i’ll find a plug and get rich off of cannabis
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout the industry, i’ll work a job as long as my son straight
b*tch, i been him with this music since bro used to cook me a beat on a lunch tray
i hate when they act thrown off, that boy wanna crash, send his ass down the one*way
boy, i’m from that dirty*ass south, for real, we’ll set that b*tch off on a monday
boy, we’ll set that b*tch off on a wednesday
sh*t, i tell my dog that he more like a brother to me, but i’ll still pull a melly if he go against me
white boy, my name ain’t josh, but i keep a drac’ in case they try to get me
and i call lil’ bro ‘n’ ’em the hula*hoop boys, ’cause they like to spin round some sh*t ’til they dizzy
i just told ’em to vibe, ’cause this sh*t just somethin’ to ride to
bro stood on that same block for some years, workin’ that b*tch like a drive*thru
i cut off some people i love and i still can’t believe i’m the person they lied to
i hate lil’ buddy always on the ‘net talkin’ ’bout he a shark, boy, that fish’ll get fried too
your ass’ll die too, for thinkin’ you superman
bro said he moved to the a just to f*ck some new hoes and start catchin’ plays out a uber van
this b*tch’ll get wet as the hoover dam
if i up this b*tch i’mma shoot a man
b*tch, i’m from georgia, deep down south
we grew up on jeezy and gucci mane
as my uncle would say, i’m gucci, man
we grew up on friday and pootie tang
used to eat on them ‘oodles and noodle things
leave the hood and come back like a boomerang
leave the hood and come back like a junkie
boy, i’m in the spot kickin’ sh*t, call me mr. miyagi
big ass stick, but i don’t play hockey
these 7.62’s take the air out his body
[outro]
we puttin’ hot sauce on a pork chop sandwich
plug said he gettin’ sh*t in from cali, so he payin’ shipping and handling
i talked to some people, they told me, “you probably could blow, you just need a lil’ management”
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout the industry, i’ll find a plug and get rich off of cannabis

- jayy wick lyrics

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