- ScHoolboy Q Numb Numb Juice 歌詞
- ScHoolboy Q
- Two-door coupe, hoppin out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
Im gon shoot if this thirtys all that I got, nigga
Times up
Got my coins up, my bars up, soon we find em
We gon slide em, we lined em, straight reclined em
Pistol grip, I got all kinds of, Im not your driver
Shot gon hit him, he wont answer, Im blowing ganja
So much work, they call me old school, I remind you
That bitch you think you got is not you, where you find her?
She a kickstand, a big fan, I get behind her
Then I slid it in, I win, I win, ayy
I mean thats bitch shit
Faking like you got it in your pockets, yeah, thats bitch shit
Talking to them hoes, you steady gossip , yeah, thats bitch shit
Telling on your mans so you can scram, yeah, thats bitch shit
Pull it out and acting like it jam, yeah, thats bitch shit
Hating on another nigga come-up , yeah, thats bitch shit
Staying in because you know its summer, yeah thats bitch shit
You a bitch boy, on my mama, uh
Okay, lets get it, bitch, lets get it, woo
Got a plan, we gon kill his man
The gun wont jam, its on on sight
I might get life, thats on my life
The four-four-five, the go, green light
To build that price, it filled up nice
The god wont die
Okay, lets get it, bitch, lets get it, woo
Seen em floss, in my purest form, bitch, Im greedy, uh
Goyard tags, filled with hella cash, this my gimme bag
Singles add, we dont do no class, nigga, nine subtract, ayy
Two-door coupe, hoppin out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
Im gon shoot if this thirtys all that I got, nigga
Yall on mute, aint no back-talk on my block, nigga
Numb numb juice to the head, **** up the opps, nigga
Two-door coupe, hoppin out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
Im gon shoot if this thirtys all that I got, nigga
Yall on mute, aint no back-talk on my block, nigga
Numb numb juice to the head, **** up the opps, nigga
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