Ja Morant ft. A-Deala Lyrics

His feet danglin', nigga

I said they found him on a limb

His feet danglin', nigga

I said they found him on a limb

His feet danglin', nigga

Aye, Aye

I said, you playin' real close,

You playin' dangerous, nigga

They found him hangin' on a limb

His feet danglin', nigga

I'm takin' shots from downtown,

I Dame a nigga

Too many blics in this bitch,

We exchangin', nigga

I hit his hoe,

Tell her meet me at my lo

Say she needed workout time,

Tum bout exercise her throat

Ain't finna argue with no nigga

Bout his bitch, wife or his hoe

You plugged on her location,

You can pull up right to my lo

IAin't beefin' bout no bitches,

Merched a hundred times on bro

And if you pull up to this lo,

I'ma blow this bitch from the door

I'ma go back in the crib,

And keep on bangin his hoe

Ayy,

She ain't even move,

She was still holdin' her post

Mane, these niggas lame as hell,

Tryna proach me bout a hoe

Don't come fishin' around this lake, nigga

Hell yeah, we keep them poles

Call lil nine, he got nine

He like to hit the licks on the lo

And shawty boppin on this dick

She turn around and get me throat

I'm pullin' cash, all out my pants

She tryna shake that ass some more

I call her bro, he get the sprayin

We gon' watch everybody get low

That bitch a groupie and a fan

Deala never trust these hoes

Got twelve shots like Ja Morant

Red tips, rip his side and explode

His feet danglin', nigga

I said they found him on a limb

His feet danglin', nigga

I said they found him on a limb

His feet danglin', nigga

Haan