JackBoy
I'm the type of nigga that ah Rob the robber if was a dead bead I'd ah rob my father thinking to my self I gotta go harder when niggas talk rayful I gotta be larger bricks in a suitcase suit on just to be safe oh he the plug this a rabbit tourtise race smoking zaza to the face oh he on drugs package from another state shit that put u on ur face he fell in love I'm tryna slime a nigga a key ran down on the plug I heard he got PS he sent the location Im tryna eat he got Byrd's ask him wat the fee he sent the ticket I said I need three I bring the draco I'm getting it free he knew wat it was I'm at the door wit a ski this that jack boy music u act stupid I'm letting this glock off I spice up the game like hot sause give up the shit or I'm knocking ya top off I'm swinging this stick top golf then fuck ya bitch I'm getting my rock off she ride my dick like a train this is her stop I tell her hop off I fell like a great I'm the goat he do music I shoot up the show tell the promoter give me his doe he didnt move glock to his throat wat he thought in was playing Im serious give me them bands now period I cock back he feel like a idiot I'm not asking now give me it or ur body found mysterious wit that glock boy he a demon he going shoot no bloc boy singing on the front line his face b steaming on God 12 out here geekingllllllL
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