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clark kent - rekover jet lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(zaan)

[verse 1]
coupe got bells and whistles (ah, yeah)
these opp n*ggas bleed, they menstrual (opp n*ggas bleed, yeah)
don’t make me call uzi, he kick door (yeah, he kick door)
i ran a few bands off the distro (yeah*yeah)
i’m really too hot, better get low (get low)
i never seen a jet, i always get more
lil’ n*gga stealing swag up off my demo (demo)
you not a king, you can’t kick (yeah)
why you put trust in that bet? (why you put trust in that bet?)
i make a lean side, yeah (lean side, yeah)
huh, i makе a lean side, duh
i make a—, i makе a mean backflip
blue hundreds, by any means, that’s it
i’m by myself, i never need no clique
fine self, i just been buying the drip (ayy)
if you broke, better go get a fix (go get a fix)
been the goat, i been stacking these checks (ah)
he can try, he not better than this (than this)
i get geeked, i get high as a b*tch (i get high as a b*tch)
i’ma see if i got a couple tricks
man down, that’ll get your brother hit
hands down, n*ggas never guarding sh*t
man, now i know how to take a l!ck
couple thou’, that’ll get your brother split
stand down, my bro riding with the bl!ck
ni hao, got a bad lil’ foreign b*tch (yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah)
shoes tied, from the go, i never trip (yeah*yeah)
gettin’ paid, better put your brothers in (yeah*yeah)
bl!cked up, b*tch, i’m protectin’ again
rolled up, i’ve been tryna get it in
24/7, tryna get us in
[verse 2]
pourin’ up toxic, b*tch
higher than clark kent, yeah
you better duck your sh*t, n*ggas do not miss
i can show you how to pop on a fake
i love my brothers ’til they move like a snake (yeah)
i bought a beamer, tryna f*ck up the brakes
no n*gga cleaner, hate the 6 like i’m drake
i might not ever take your b*tch on a date (oh)
my pockets diabetic, chasing the cake (woah)
i hit that ho, she from another whole state
if that’s your brother, let him know he get baked
these n*ggas never moving on, ’cause they bait
you flawed as f*ck, and that’s your favorite trait
you do that sh*t again, you meetin’ the saint
i’m rocking camo like i’m bathin’ in ape
i’m one of one lil boy, i’m just what you ain’t
i want the rollie just to f*ck up the face (yeah)
i’m really different, i completed the mission (what?), then f*cked it up and put it all in they face (yeah)
forever sinning, i’ve been k!lling these n*ggas and walking off without me leaving a trace (yeah, yeah)
i’m switching women and these b*tches gon’ pull up and eat the kid just like a motherf*cking steak (woah)

[outro]
yeah
yeah
yeah (woah)
yeah

- rekover jet lyrics

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