Calls JabrilMF (Ft. mixed matches)
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[Intro]
Ric!
TheLocalTrash!
[Chorus: JABRIL]
Off a xanax, got my back against the wall
Niggas needin' me for everything, I'm not the one to call
I'ma score, you gon' sail, I'm like Kobe with the ball
She gon' text, she gon' spam, I'ma block her if she call
[Verse 1: JABRIL]
She gon' choose, you gon' lose, I'ma win, yeah, she pick
Yeah, I got a little fame and now I swear that I'm the shit
We got poles takin' souls, talkin' crazy get you hit
I got hoes at my shows, know my words, yeah, it's lit
I just pour a fuckin' four, not enough if it's a deuce
We got beef? I'm not scared, we gon' rally with the troops
You a hoe, you a fraud, I'm gon' tell the fuckin' truth
That's your girl I just fucked, she told me that I was smooth
Back of club, high as fuck, I think I'm 'bout to die
You know you no killer, nigga, you ain't gotta lie
Say you real but you fake, I see right through your disguise
People talk, people hate, and they pray on my demise
[Chorus: JABRIL]
Off a xanax, got my back against the wall
Niggas needin' me for everything, I'm not the one to call
I'ma score, you gon' sail, I'm like Kobe with the ball
She gon' text, she gon' spam, I'ma block her if she call
Ric!
TheLocalTrash!
[Chorus: JABRIL]
Off a xanax, got my back against the wall
Niggas needin' me for everything, I'm not the one to call
I'ma score, you gon' sail, I'm like Kobe with the ball
She gon' text, she gon' spam, I'ma block her if she call
[Verse 1: JABRIL]
She gon' choose, you gon' lose, I'ma win, yeah, she pick
Yeah, I got a little fame and now I swear that I'm the shit
We got poles takin' souls, talkin' crazy get you hit
I got hoes at my shows, know my words, yeah, it's lit
I just pour a fuckin' four, not enough if it's a deuce
We got beef? I'm not scared, we gon' rally with the troops
You a hoe, you a fraud, I'm gon' tell the fuckin' truth
That's your girl I just fucked, she told me that I was smooth
Back of club, high as fuck, I think I'm 'bout to die
You know you no killer, nigga, you ain't gotta lie
Say you real but you fake, I see right through your disguise
People talk, people hate, and they pray on my demise
[Chorus: JABRIL]
Off a xanax, got my back against the wall
Niggas needin' me for everything, I'm not the one to call
I'ma score, you gon' sail, I'm like Kobe with the ball
She gon' text, she gon' spam, I'ma block her if she call
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