"Jumbotron" lyrics
Fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Running you down, tryna pummel his drug
Woke up with blick in my bed, I'm in love
I'ma dip, you're a motherfuckin' drug
Henny blue strip, twin pop some
Earn a scholarship, bitch get surgeoned bad, bite it up
And my hood a real trench, come over here
Deep in four, in the corner store blicked up
Catch you down bad, pipe you out, you can't get up
Opp nigga cocked down bad, got the shit bad
I just feel bad, can a country guy jittle that?
Know the plug in my bookbag, that's a Glock three
Run out of bullet, gotta hit up the gunsmith
On that fuck shit, wiggin' daily
Stupid ass price, bro, I'm not finna pay you
Slide on a model DM, go crazy
Molly pop, they won't even tell if he blicked up
Come out the cut, you get walked for your [?] vet
In the trash can, I don't trust you 'bout respect
I got a play, he go crazy, get threes in
They know where the trap, gotta switch up the lo'
Aired a bitch out, make 'em get on the floor
Start a hotbox with lil' twin, we on go
[?], they gon' shoot like arrow
Nigga walked down in a mask, he get raced
Nigga DM'd me, talkin' 'bout he wanna link, he wanna smoke
None of your boy on my blunt, I ghost 'em
Not the fuck-boy, lil' twin's posting 'em
These niggas pull up in a group, I hit most of 'em
Shit get wicked in the trench, so I got drum
Never see that boy with no ho, he ain't got none
I get diamonds, put the stick in my right arm
He got so deep in that water, need a lifeguard
I'd rather kick in yo' door, I don't like the front
These niggas selling they soul, they don't like that
Know ya lil' ho gon' go soon I step in
Hit a lick for another Gen
Take me to my place, her ho different
Came the dirt out my Glock, Glock specialties
Pull the drank, I just bought an [?]
Blicked up, walk to my destination
Shootin' all night, the labels aggravated
Za smell hit my lil' nose when I open that
Come out that cut with my paw, I'ma hit the bitch
Bitch dropped the call when I spent, put some dents in it
Makin' all the noise outside, nigga know they me
Makin' him shoot back, he call the police
Step the fuck back, I'ma get you on your feet
Toothy guys and they cryin'
We gon' head for the Blue Strip, we gon' break this shit down
Geek the fuck up all the time
How the fuck I be geeked up all the motherfuckin' time?
I shoot out, yo' kid out that motherfuckin' BNB
Little fuck-boy know they can't even fuck with me
Too many players, I'm going on DND
Drip the fuck out like somebody be stylin' me
Niggas better pull up to the trench or they're wildin'
Fuck, fuck
Fuck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Running you down, tryna pummel his drug
Woke up with blick in my bed, I'm in love
I'ma dip, you're a motherfuckin' drug
Henny blue strip, twin pop some
Earn a scholarship, bitch get surgeoned bad, bite it up
And my hood a real trench, come over here
Deep in four, in the corner store blicked up
Catch you down bad, pipe you out, you can't get up
Opp nigga cocked down bad, got the shit bad
I just feel bad, can a country guy jittle that?
Know the plug in my bookbag, that's a Glock three
Run out of bullet, gotta hit up the gunsmith
On that fuck shit, wiggin' daily
Stupid ass price, bro, I'm not finna pay you
Slide on a model DM, go crazy
Molly pop, they won't even tell if he blicked up
Come out the cut, you get walked for your [?] vet
In the trash can, I don't trust you 'bout respect
I got a play, he go crazy, get threes in
They know where the trap, gotta switch up the lo'
Aired a bitch out, make 'em get on the floor
Start a hotbox with lil' twin, we on go
[?], they gon' shoot like arrow
Nigga walked down in a mask, he get raced
Nigga DM'd me, talkin' 'bout he wanna link, he wanna smoke
None of your boy on my blunt, I ghost 'em
Not the fuck-boy, lil' twin's posting 'em
These niggas pull up in a group, I hit most of 'em
Shit get wicked in the trench, so I got drum
Never see that boy with no ho, he ain't got none
I get diamonds, put the stick in my right arm
He got so deep in that water, need a lifeguard
I'd rather kick in yo' door, I don't like the front
These niggas selling they soul, they don't like that
Know ya lil' ho gon' go soon I step in
Hit a lick for another Gen
Take me to my place, her ho different
Came the dirt out my Glock, Glock specialties
Pull the drank, I just bought an [?]
Blicked up, walk to my destination
Shootin' all night, the labels aggravated
Za smell hit my lil' nose when I open that
Come out that cut with my paw, I'ma hit the bitch
Bitch dropped the call when I spent, put some dents in it
Makin' all the noise outside, nigga know they me
Makin' him shoot back, he call the police
Step the fuck back, I'ma get you on your feet
Toothy guys and they cryin'
We gon' head for the Blue Strip, we gon' break this shit down
Geek the fuck up all the time
How the fuck I be geeked up all the motherfuckin' time?
I shoot out, yo' kid out that motherfuckin' BNB
Little fuck-boy know they can't even fuck with me
Too many players, I'm going on DND
Drip the fuck out like somebody be stylin' me
Niggas better pull up to the trench or they're wildin'
Fuck, fuck
Fuck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
