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damn! - jethro (rap) lyrics

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[intro: jethro]
trapaholic’s back
yeah (yeah)
yeah

[chorus: jethro]
d*mn
brodie came in with the stick, d*mn
bro poppin’ out off the rip, d*mn
walk with the fye, now we lit, d*mn
crossin’ that ho off the list, d*mn
we got a bag that we gettin’ to, locked in, brodie, we can’t ever miss, d*mn
i like to get to this paper so much while i’m watchin’ my enemies p*ssed, d*mn

[verse 1: mirakle]
(woah, huh)
i never miss, huh
pop out, i’m talkin’ my sh*t, huh
you wanna flex about getting a band i get with a fl!ck of the wrist, huh
i f*ck that ho, now she think she my main trick, treat her like she don’t exist, huh
i put my ex in the front of my shows to show all thе sh*t that she missed, huh
i take ya girl i just mеt to la on a jet just to show her i’m rich, huh
then when she tell me she think she in love, i laugh before blockin’ the b*tch, huh
don’t got no time for no snakes movin’ different, i feel like burnin’ that bridge, huh
give me a mic and i’m feelin’ like messi, just gotta put me on pitch
[chorus: jethro]
d*mn
brodie came in with the stick, d*mn
bro poppin’ out off the rip, d*mn
walk with the fye, now we lit, d*mn
crossin’ that ho off the list, d*mn
we got a bag that we gettin’ to, locked in, brodie, we can’t ever miss, d*mn
i like to get to this paper so much while i’m watchin’ my enemies p*ssed, d*mn
brodie came in with the stick, d*mn
bro poppin’ out off the rip, d*mn
walk with the fye, now we lit, d*mn
crossin’ that ho off the list, d*mn
we got a bag that we gettin’ to, locked in, brodie, we can’t ever miss, d*mn
i like to get to this paper so much while i’m watchin’ my enemies p*ssed, d*mn

[verse 2: jethro]
you mad that i’m lit, yeah
droppin’ your rent on the wrist, godd*mn
sauce with the clique
wash that boy, then we turn ’em to mist
got that boy mad ’cause i do what i wanna
i’m lovin’ the drama and watchin’ ’em trip
to find if i care, bro, you finna need dora
you off of the flora, i’m laughin’, i’m sick, ha*ha
you got no bread, no sauce, ha
look at him, sad at his flaws, ha
look at that boy, insecure, ha
knowin’ he’d lose to a boss, yeah
i can’t imagine just bein’ that sad, yeah, that’s gotta suck (yeah)
i can’t give no pity, not none of my feelings, i don’t give a– don’t give a– don’t give a–
[chorus: jethro]
d*mn
brodie came in with the stick, d*mn
bro poppin’ out off the rip, d*mn
walk with the fye, now we lit, d*mn
crossin’ that ho off the list, d*mn
we got a bag that we gettin’ to, locked in, brodie, we can’t ever miss, d*mn
i like to get to this paper so much while i’m watchin’ my enemies p*ssed, d*mn
brodie came in with the stick, d*mn
bro poppin’ out off the rip, d*mn
walk with the fye, now we lit, d*mn
crossin’ that ho off the list, d*mn
we got a bag that we gettin’ to, locked in, brodie, we can’t ever miss, d*mn
i like to get to this paper so much while i’m watchin’ my enemies p*ssed, d*mn

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