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lirik lagu new 700s – juss bans

surround myself round some bosses not no peons
cause i had to get that block like i was lebron
boe of cookie in my north face hoodie she swear it’s cologne

i can’t keep serving these feens through this screen doe
jakes keep circling around the hood seeing what we on
got his b-tch dyk-‘n she done ate about three hoes
but she gone still f-ck me out my vlone
umm then i’m a go all of them three hoes
heard y’all boys penny pinching nicks loosing profit
i’ll put y’all on and p-ss the rock like john stockton
just hit me up the trap hitting harder than yo mama
ain’t never f-cked i just use her for her new doctor
pills weed with no seed supply me on the oxi’s
run off with the sack this choppa knocking off yo noggin
tell a b-tch we going on vacation if she got license
don’t need her to stuff just for her credit to be honest
cant stop won’t stop like diddy i’m a bad boy
big drake but i got hands i’ll beat yo -ss boy
new 700’s i thank richard he paid cash for it
these pieces hitting i can’t think back on them last voids
me and my n-ggaz copped the sack and we just ran it up
now all these broads just wanna f-ck like i’m a ham a something
split up the benjamins
f-ck on my ex sister friends
act like she innocent
the whole gang probably hit the b-tch
i can’t touch on that pint if ain’t seal on it
he disrespectful i’ll have my lil cousin spit on him
act like his body target sheets and use the clip on him
and his b-tch lame i catch the neck and probably dip on her
boy that b-tch blow straight d-ck you put yo lips on her
i can’t believe this lame sh-t she found a l!ck homie
loser i have her smoke yo tree and pull a stick on eem
do it i make his b-tch use the whole clip on eem
r l m g the family we some rastas
and i’m with my krazy n-ggaz i’ll die for them
lotta ryda squad n-ggaz born hustlers b-tch
rerock a n-gga chuck a hit him with the tussin quick
cp got me stuck pouring duces in a ohana
this cup gone f-ck my stomach up i should’ve knew better
lame b-tch never rooted for me she on team now
but that b-tch nickname kd i know she team hop
my baby this is not the trap this a airbnb
get the f-ck on with them selfies b-tch i’m counting cheese
back then i use to hound them hoes now them hoes hounding me
after i f-ck can’t watch no movies hoe i gotta leave
private party you can not get in if you not sucking
slob on me mop something have my c-ck bussing
f-ck on keisha even though i know she got a husband
every day out the week boy is she disgusting

on the phone speaking in codes i think my phone tap
threw a party for my enemy i know it slapped
cause since last week receiving death threats
y’all better tell y’all mans to chill and that’s his best bet

i’m speaking in codes with my loc
he know what i’m on
fear no opp i’ll k!ll a opp that’s just what i’m on

- juss bans

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