splee my stain

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yuke & jaydes - Rap, New York Rap

splee my stain

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[Intro: jaydes & yuke] (finesse cult) Uh, uh, uh (Skee-yee, Skee-yee) Uh, uh, uh, uh (Skee-skee, skee) (You have no heart!) [Verse 1: jaydes] Bitch you speaking rat, ride 'round, we're not fucking with ya, yeah Najma Cult, yeah, we're not fucking with ya, yeah You ain't said nothing when I was in there with ya, yeah My bitch snortin' beans in there, dodgin' pictures, yeah Yeah, walk out, slap them hard, you probably think that shit hard, yeah (Shh-shh-shh) Hit a stain on that jit, he probably won't get far, yeah (Probably won't get far) Hit a stain on that jit, he probably won't get far, yeah (Probably won't get far) [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 2: jaydes] "Why yo' jeans so big?" 'Cause I sag too much Why you questioning a nigga? Get a bag, lil' bruh (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Light candle, light blunt, five packs of them Runtz (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Bite the swag off my dick, put some rats in you, bruh (Ayy, ayy, what) Nigga, yo' shit still ass and I'm not @'ing you, bruh [Verse 2: yuke] Yeah, cash bitch, I got it, huh New hoes, I get it, yeah (Skee) Shots for your lil' fitted, yeah (Skee-skee) I shoot at your fitted, yeah (Skee-skee) Bitch on molly, lit as fuck I'm too blunt, I'm in her gut Lil' ho, tryna play me, I ain't dumb Money on yo' head, get yo' ass gone Blo-Blow the check, make it back, money too long Do-Don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm smokin' on strong Niggas stay silent, you don't want me to do you wrong Yo' ass ain't stay silent in that courtroom Fuck a lil' chest, we gon' aim at his dome Callin' his bitch, he hear the bitch moan I don't do handouts, I don't do loans I run down on a nigga, show him what's gone Ayy, ain't no nigga that I fear Japanese denim, you're shoppin' at Sears In my own lane, I don't even got peers Nigga got shot and left dead, like a deer Niggas be roleplayin' like Madea Trapfinessecult, this the Goetia She in a cult, she gotta be a bleeda Succubus, where she at? I'm tryna met her I don't wanna text, bitch, just meet up Popped the cosmo and the wanda, I'm geeked up The god of Goetia, be blastin' your speakers They gotta be smokin', she thinkin' I need her (Skee) (Audio Grimoire) (Audio Grimoire) (finesse cult)

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Credits

Writers
  • yuke
  • jaydes