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killing the ref - st6 jodyboof lyrics

[intro: st6 jodyboof]
toomanystrikers, n*gga
supersport ten, n*gga
come through blitzin’, n*gga

[chorus: st6 jodyboof & dragnutz]
they kn— they know i’m the king of this sh*t (they know i’m the king)
in my fit, i ain’t need me a whip (i ain’t need me no whip)
double back, all i had was my gen (all i had was my gen)
i can’t lose ’cause they countin’ on ten (man, they countin’ on me)
they don’t bend, they just wanna pretend (them n*ggas don’t bend)
what’s a stop? it ain’t never gon’ end
wasn’t startin’, now his ass on the bench (on the bench)
get him close, hit his ass with that **** (hit his ass with that switch)
i be f*ckin’ with bro, we hop out and just creep (f*ckin’ with bro)
take a brick on that sh*t, man, we punished the creek
do a n*gga likе b— how i come with this p (do a n*gga like bo)
and my hands be tirеd like i do that sh*t neat (my hands be tired)
and it’s arp jody, got blood on that street
i was high as a b*tch when a n*gga made sweets (i was high as a b*tch)
bro jump out that b*tch like i bring out the sweets (bro jump out that b*tch)
i was tappin’ that b*tton, gotta stick to a c (lil drag, n*gga)

[verse 1: dragnutz & jaeychino]
i don’t go back and fourth, i just lace up my sneaks
i could show you five racks, made that sh*t in my sleep (lil drag, n*gga)
in the stu’ high as sh*t, jo and jb (baow)
i get paid big bucks to talk sh*t on the beat
out new york with the men, tms and 1c (no cap)
he’s a quarter*zip b*tch, he ain’t never bump heat (no cap)
best to leave your car, wait on the men, that sh*t stop
i got love for lil’ tov, b*tch, i keep my thumbs dro— (baow)
tms, black truck ridin’, i don’t do no bus stop
i get high as a b*tch, my sh*t look like bruce lee
ain’t no internet thug, i get on my two feet
brodie pick up the pace, but we driving too deep
wake up, sh*t on my mind, walk off, sh*t in my dip
lil’ cuz losin’ his mind, he love takin’ them trips
i go to cali and again i try take me a trip
just keep tapping and tapping, and i’m takin’ your b*tch (oh, yeah?)
[verse 2: jaeychino]
i’m sharpenin’ my stick like a number*two pencil
i’m smokin’ on slatt, tryna push up on grizzle
i put on my hood, i’m the thief of the night
spot an opp at the show, b*tch, i’m rockin’ my mic’
i stick out my tongue when i’m smokin’ on flight (smokin’ on what?)
don’t ask if i’m cool, man, n*gga, i’m alright
i was stuck in that halls, y’all was playin’ kahoot
man, i feel like chrisean, man, i’m missing lil’ blu
see your man and i’m lettin’ ’em have it
my gun blow heads, that sh*t like magic (f*ck the ar)
in the city with a b*tch named magic
your man in the air, just imagine a dragon
my nuts on the floor, b*tch, i’m draggin’ (woo)
feel like dirk, i’m an all time maverick (baow)
i feel like i’m eli, i’m blowin’ my millions (like a what?)
slim ’bout to come home, got the whole hood dancing (and free slimegetem)

[chorus: st6 jodyboof]
they know i’m the king of this sh*t (i’m the king of this sh*t)
on my feet, i ain’t need me a whip (i ain’t need me no whip)
double back, all i had was my gen (all i had was that glock)
i can’t lose ’cause they countin’ on ten (man, they countin’ on ten)
they don’t bend, they just wanna pretend (them n*ggas don’t bend)
what’s a stop? it ain’t never gon’ end (it ain’t never gon’)
wasn’t startin’, now his ass on the bench (on the bench)
get him close, hit his ass with that **** (hit his ass with that switch)
i be f*ckin’ with bro, we hop out and just creep (f*ckin’ with bro)
take a brick on that sh*t, man, we punished the creek
do a n*gga like b— how i come with this p (do a n*gga like bo)
and my hands be tired like i do that sh*t neat (my hands be tired)
and it’s arp jody, got blood on that street (supersport ten)
i was high as a b*tch when a n*gga made sweets (i was high as a b*tch)
bro jump out that b*tch like i bring out the sweets (he gon’ jump out that b*tch)
i was tappin’ that b*tton, gotta stick to a c (gon’ crack us a n*gga)
[outro: st6 jodyboof]
seal team 6
toomanystrikers, supersport ten, n*gga
i’m coming through blitzin’ and i’m comin’ with the drill, move that f*ck out the way
n*gga, free all the guys, do this sh*t for the trenches, do this sh*t for my members

- st6 jodyboof lyrics

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