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tiger camo - jellyes lyrics

[verse 1: jellyes]
b*tch i’m ignorant, what is there to think about
project files in the drive, i had to air em’ out
they want milli on my epi’ like it’s paramount
i don’t give em’ anything to know about my whereabouts
they know it’s jellyes and i run it like some errands now
i think its funny that my words are stuff they care about
everything i’ve ever said is important in a roundabout
it’s to subtle for em, i don’t wanna spell it out
all they really need to know, is that my sh*t is aging gracefully
plans i can’t disclose because they really wanna play with me
working on so many things they falling into place for me
had to scr*p thе collab cause it wasn’t up to snuff, they waiting patiently
promisе both the solos worth it, put that on my everything
never learned shut it up, i’m way to f*cking arrogant
how could i ever give a f*ck of what they think of me?
put y’all on milli and the boy$ y’all should be thanking me
keep it stealthy with the moves that i be making see
black ops 1 with the suit all draped on me
tiger camo on my sh*t with a suppressor
dive inside that *meow* and they’d never find a trace of me
cause there’s two kinds of people in this world, and i’m probably both
rocking the boat, p*ssing em off
put a lil’ bag on your head let it go
i gotta know, how do you hold?
why do you suck when you talk through your throat?
why did i rap when i talked through my nose?
why am i having to carry the goal?
heist my sh*t, they jacking my flow
hide my face when the bag don’t fold
hide your face for i tap your dome
i got pics, finna dox your home
[verse 2: natural!]
i got pics but she a 1
not the best, the other thing
i’m rippin’ this sh*t, its not a blade
that bar mean too, fresh off the page
actually its off the press, the press is off to other things
always glazing the deranged, i f*ck with the finer things
b*tch im innocent, look the devil in the eye, that mothaf*cka think i’m menacing
think it has to do with all my honesty i know i gotta make a difference
hot and cold, but freezing like chrissy and paulie, you know they shivering
b*tches always see me wish they eyes were where they ears at then you they would be hearing me f*ck
better p*ssed off you never wanna be a peon
yo b*tch she mighty hungry here’s something she can eat on
birds eye view, the f*cking stage, you know the feed on
real*time, in live view, yeah that’s what we feed on
stop it just suppress the sh*t
sick of them sending subliminal messages
talk behind my back, you know that sh*ts up in ya vestiges
say it to my face instead, don’t make my house a columbine
can’t be 2 different places, like you stereo, you alibi
lasers green and red, i see em both i think im colorblind
all these bars you’d think, that a m*th*f*cka had done some time

[verse 3: jellyes]
had dome some time they put me in for life
they’d never find a verse as half as nice as mine is
how much you think a life is?
i promise that there’s nothing that i don’t what the price is
what?
they get p*ssed off, our names are up in neon
bumping fed the colony, collabing causing chaos
crying cause now we on, praying that they respond
but when it comes to blows, i hope they know there ain’t no re*sp*wn
this that tru and m*o*a you know, the boys that run the state
you know em’ well, they here to stay
others buried, triple h
inthafest is where we linked
purple bars up on the screen
people fainting from the heat
asking freebies for the beats
they ain’t getting sh*t from we no
we don’t cook for f*cking free ho
know we all up on the feed tho
now we run this sh*t all week oh
[verse 4: tech2000]
she play with my d*ck like a stick*shift aye
she bouncing my b*lls like the nba
stripes like a tiger no pga
stripes like a tiger, mask on micheal myers
give her this wood, set the p*ssy on fire
fl!cking her cl*t, make her melt, like a lighter
p*ssy so hot, she gon’ need a firefighter
tech 2k in this b*tch
natural and jellyes we gon’ show you how it
yeah i’m finna roll another spliff
pouring up drank, ’bouta take another sip
she asked me why there’s purple in my p*ss
why you looking at it? b*tch give my d*ck a kiss
call me two stack’s yeah my first stack had a twin
ho’s on my d*ck, cause i count all these dividends
move more packs than the leaves flying in the wind
i got guns in holsters
pushing h*lla o’s like my name is sosa
this money make her hot like a strudel in a toaster
prices go up like a roller coaster
and i one to try and brag and boast
pocket’s stay fat cause i make the most

- jellyes lyrics

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