Ja Morant (feat. FMF Raffy)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:08 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Rah,uh, uh, Big four L, mm
Spin Through Cause Hell
Rah, I'm a real deal spinner
I'ma walk him down the Nike Kicks
Skummy shooting' on and off the court
Like he Ja Morant
I lil Athletic tried to take off
Had To run him down
Chip on the glitchy, Hop out
Had Him doin' the runnin', man
Them niggas cappin' In them raps ain't never trap shit
Them niggas cappin' In them raps ain't never whack shit
Ten Dont need the beam
Bui I swear that nigga accurate
Hangin' out the window
That's my specialty, no cap in' this
And I'ma wave this bitch any fuckin' Where
Having real deal motion, I could never fuckin' care
Hear a knock Out At the door
Clutchin' shit in underwear
Niggas say they gettin' money
But the money never there
Hop Out, Gllarr-Gllarr
Left His face all in the Chair
When We spin' on my mummy, better get up Outta there
Cause whatever get catch
Bro we leavin' it there
Now these niggas gone and piss me off
Glock on repeat, send out twenty, and let fifty off
You want more accuracy, tell him take the switchy Off
Or fuck it, two clips, just left sixty off
Just Let sixty off, gang, gang
These niggas talk bout walk Up, See who guh run Down
Two choppers Holding fifty shots So Thats A Hundred Round
And we ain't playin' with no pussies, They Get Mash Down
No hospital, wibe we put you underneath the Ground
He Mummy miss Him' too bad, He's a dead man
Smokin' on exclusive, That's that Peter pan
Waving sticks like my name is fuckin' Harry Potter
The whole gang goin' round the corner for a Quarter
All a booga booga, slap up, get him Pack up
And Tell em niggas pick they dead nigga, fuckin' Back up
He was loafin' on the ride, so gang nem, catch a Score
Cherry pickin' on they block like we need some More
Aye, deep fry that one, run down a bloody scene
We guh murder one, four, five, lick him down if You tryin' to run
Bullets slap your face up just like a tum-tum
Niggas soft like butter and yall think yall dumb dumb
Smoke scene, niggas jumpin' out the cut with the drum
Real motion, sippin' on this lean, that's a potion
Smokin' broccoli, that's how I flex, that's a motion
Movie, put your mask on and cut a movie
Spinnin' niggas block, scorch that like a CD
Tolerate, no violation, put you on a T
We ain't playin' with no boy, put your ass Underneath
Ayy, freeway, SOS, you know we smash on sight' We ain't playin' with no boy, you can Fuckin' lose Your life
Ayy, y'all know It go gang way
Spin Through Cause Hell
Rah, I'm a real deal spinner
I'ma walk him down the Nike Kicks
Skummy shooting' on and off the court
Like he Ja Morant
I lil Athletic tried to take off
Had To run him down
Chip on the glitchy, Hop out
Had Him doin' the runnin', man
Them niggas cappin' In them raps ain't never trap shit
Them niggas cappin' In them raps ain't never whack shit
Ten Dont need the beam
Bui I swear that nigga accurate
Hangin' out the window
That's my specialty, no cap in' this
And I'ma wave this bitch any fuckin' Where
Having real deal motion, I could never fuckin' care
Hear a knock Out At the door
Clutchin' shit in underwear
Niggas say they gettin' money
But the money never there
Hop Out, Gllarr-Gllarr
Left His face all in the Chair
When We spin' on my mummy, better get up Outta there
Cause whatever get catch
Bro we leavin' it there
Now these niggas gone and piss me off
Glock on repeat, send out twenty, and let fifty off
You want more accuracy, tell him take the switchy Off
Or fuck it, two clips, just left sixty off
Just Let sixty off, gang, gang
These niggas talk bout walk Up, See who guh run Down
Two choppers Holding fifty shots So Thats A Hundred Round
And we ain't playin' with no pussies, They Get Mash Down
No hospital, wibe we put you underneath the Ground
He Mummy miss Him' too bad, He's a dead man
Smokin' on exclusive, That's that Peter pan
Waving sticks like my name is fuckin' Harry Potter
The whole gang goin' round the corner for a Quarter
All a booga booga, slap up, get him Pack up
And Tell em niggas pick they dead nigga, fuckin' Back up
He was loafin' on the ride, so gang nem, catch a Score
Cherry pickin' on they block like we need some More
Aye, deep fry that one, run down a bloody scene
We guh murder one, four, five, lick him down if You tryin' to run
Bullets slap your face up just like a tum-tum
Niggas soft like butter and yall think yall dumb dumb
Smoke scene, niggas jumpin' out the cut with the drum
Real motion, sippin' on this lean, that's a potion
Smokin' broccoli, that's how I flex, that's a motion
Movie, put your mask on and cut a movie
Spinnin' niggas block, scorch that like a CD
Tolerate, no violation, put you on a T
We ain't playin' with no boy, put your ass Underneath
Ayy, freeway, SOS, you know we smash on sight' We ain't playin' with no boy, you can Fuckin' lose Your life
Ayy, y'all know It go gang way