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black ops - yung mojo lyrics

[producer tag]:
(i’m working on dying)

[intro]:
i really be on the ave
i really be in the field
i really be bustin’ juggs

[chorus 1]:
i really be on the ave
i really be in the field
i really be bustin’ juggs
these n*ggas not street for real
i really be thumbin’ bands
i really be servin’ pills
my trap like the corner store
my phone worth a couple mill
i really be on the ave
i really be in the fiеld
i really be bustin’ juggs
thesе n*ggas not street for real
i really be thumbin’ bands
i really be servin’ pills
my trap like the corner store
my phone worth a couple mill
[chorus refrain 1]:
trap, trap
yeah i love to trap
stack, stack
yeah i love to stack
trap, trap
yeah i love to trap
stack, stack
yeah i love to stack

[verse 1]:
you ain’t never seen no pound
you ain’t never seen no brick
yeah my n*ggas sellin’ dope
you can come and get a fix
i might put it in a bowl
hit my phone for the zips (brrrr!)
ar*15 with a scope, or a glizzy with a stick
i be posted on that ave
i ain’t servin’ no more nics (yuh)
f*ck the dubs, i need hundreds, got my g stars lookin’ thick
f*ck a slide on my b*tch foreign
she gon’ jinx, you set the hit
call my plug four pounds we gon’ get it then it flip (h*lla)
who is these n*ggas i don’t know them (i don’t know them)
he lookin’ suspicious i’ma poke him (i’ma poke him)
he said he was trappin’ he not holdin’ (he not holdin’)
(i’m working on dying)
these n*ggas be fraud and they be foldin’ (they be foldin’)
[chorus refrain 2]:
trap, trap
yeah i love to trap
stack, stack
yeah i love to stack
trap, trap
yeah i love to trap
stack, stack
yeah i love to stack

[chorus 2]:
i really be on the ave
i really be in the field
i really be bustin’ juggs
these n*ggas not street for real
i really be thumbin’ bands
i really be servin’ pills
my trap like the corner store
my phone worth a couple mill
i really be on the ave
i really be in the field
i really be bustin’ juggs
these n*ggas not street for real
i really be thumbin’ bands
i really be servin’ pills
my trap like the corner store
my phone worth a couple mill
[verse 2]:
i’ma get it for the low (low)
i’ma flip it for the high (high)
i be smokin’ all this keisha (yuh)
you can see it in my eyes (my eyes)
my b*tch foreign, she a diva (foreign)
like aaliyah she gon’ rock (huh!)
get the piece and buy the flock (flock)
yeah you know my phone gon’ pop (pop)
my lil’ stack and i can’t stop (yuh)
y’all be rappin’ but it’s hot (hot)
triple 5 we make it hot (hot)
servin’ caro, that we rock (we rock)
that’s some xanny’s, not no trop (no trop)
i keep going i can’t fly (can’t fly)
hundreds, fifties in my knot
cash out at barney’s, spent a lot (a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot)

- yung mojo lyrics

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