Jozizzy lyrics

[Intro]
(Chapo)
Yeah

[Verse]
This 488 pushin'
Yeah, you n*ggas real pus*y
Where your chain at? My n*gga took it
You better get your hoe, 'cause she lookin'
I just poured another f*ckin' four up
My eyes real, real crooked
Yeah, ten bands to f*ckin' book me
Yeah, flew to f*ckin' Orlando and I poured up with Jozizzy
Yeah, got a draco with a camo, ready to bust anybody plottin'
Kan never run out of ammo, man, that n*gga stay clutchin'
Some more Tris, that's a bucket
Damn, my n*ggas so lucky
Okay, that's your b*tch? Well, f*ck it
I'ma f*ck her, then I'ma give her back
Yeah, we don't hit you the first time, we spinnin' back
Yeah, my unclе still having Act'
Counted twenty up in the trap
Clip hanging likе a bat
And the Glock got compact
I'm that n*gga and that's that
Yeah, walked up in the club and my n*ggas scoping it out
Yeah, tryna see what n*ggas 'bout and we all got sticks out
I'll sip the green in a drought
I'll f*ck your b*tch in y'all house
My n*ggas shoot the block up, man, that boy like Eddie House
Eating waffles and eggs at Keke's
Too many n*ggas wan' be me
Too many n*ggas wan' be the D
I spin on the block like a CD
My teeth got diamonds, they VV
I get higher than Chris Breezy
Yeah, my n*ggas too greedy
We sh*ttin' on 'em, it's easy
Slidin' in the Navigator
Diamonds bitin' like a alligator
Hop in the demon (Go), see you later
b*tch, I'm on my way to get some paper
Keep a cutter on me like a razor
And that b*tch got a green laser
Havin' drank, I got the best flavor
And my b*tch a money maker
Shakin' that ass on that pole
My n*ggas keep two poles
All my n*ggas (Yeah) smoke Za
I had nowhere to go
Ran up a hundred bands
And I got my neck on froze
I don't rock no gold
Spent eight on a damn coat
[Outro]
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