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hat test - lil 2jay lyrics

{intro}
blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd
head home, uh

{chorus}
uh, he was talking hot sh*t then he go poof like it’s magic
caught him down bad it was tragic, they wondering what happened
f*ck n*gga not gangster he get knocked off like his daddy
me and los go on a drill we blitz n*ggas like it’s madden
uh, now all my n*ggas shooters
don’t follow rules we do all the sh*t cause my n*ggas ruthless
uh, slide on him, or him, him, don’t matter cause we do this
hope they don’t we p*ssy, if he trying then he losing

{verse}
jt my dawg i got him forever no hesitation i’m shooting
sometimes i wanna get back in the field with twin nem
when we just shooting, i was only 13 walking down on n*ggas
i was going down forreal, now i got love in streets
playing ball because i used to be a problem a solve
2jay been going hot dive i swear it’s hard to cool it
catch a opp turn ’em to hot fry’s, bust his head look like kool*aid
he steady keep on asking me about that b*tch she probably somewhere boolin’
she tryna find me, i’m blue,clues cause i’m somewhere coolin’
ask me to go outta town and i say yeah, no we ion play in there
know i got my bro in the back, he ask for them racks and i say yeah
thick b*tch i’m giving backshots, good storks think it’s scaring her
f*cking with a b*tch with my d*ck out like motanda
mrs take your b*tch i got hoes all round the campus
f*ck all thick hoes from the hill, to atlanta
i know a b*tch with red hair who suck good d*ck from lancaster
had to turn this sh*t to a freak show, had put the sh*t on camera
she did a handstand on d*ck, i slammed her
i think her name shavanna, or amanda
i can’t remember but she was thick but it don’t matter
you wife a dog hoe ass a b*tch n*gga you better blam her
{chorus}
uh, he was talking hot sh*t then he go poof like it’s magic
caught him down bad it was tragic, they wondering what happend
f*ck n*gga not gangster he get knocked off like his daddy
me and los go on a drill we blitz n*ggas like it’s madden
uh, now all my n*ggas shooters
don’t follow rules we do all the sh*t cause my n*ggas ruthless
uh, slide on him, or him, him, don’t matter cause we do this
hope they don’t we p*ssy, if he trying then he losing

- lil 2jay lyrics

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