Jaibo ft. Misterrcha Lyrics

I would

Lie too

I would lie too

Lie i i

I would

Lie too

I would lie too

Lie i i

I would

Lie too

I would lie too

Lie i i

I would

Lie too

Broski i would

Lie too

Dope deal?

I packed that!

Prince of the hood rat

They drop the Charlie you sniff that!

Take her, take her man

Now they tryna call me "Jaibo"

A Lychee Hikari flex a -

.. Wait who?...

Pussy?

Bare bare pussy

WHY are these man

All pussies!?

Sizing up the thighs

Thinking you gon get pussy?

"Piss on the pussy?"

… I don't do Pussy

Gun finger aching

Jaibo ain't playing

Buss shots for the man

There's no complaining

There's no complaining that

Gun finger aching

Jaibo aint playing

Buss shots for the man

There's no complaining

Lie on me bro i would lie too

I would lie too

I would lie too

I would lie too

Just friends?

A wha that?

Tryna load tryna load

Baby inna your neck back

Sniffing all the poppers

He a dirty prick

He finna get my invoice if you

Jam the clip inna the rifle

Is it cocked?

Got the shellers everywhere

To keep a fuckboy loaded

Ain't no other prick can put it

DOWN like me

The gardens neat! I know you want some

Grow a pair stop playing

My g

PREE THE TING

All up in my system like codeine

Codeine

Neck fall back

Like codeine

Palm on my neck now he's

Feeling like codeine

Walk pon me hand like codeine

My G PREE THE TING

My G PREE THE TING

Gun finger aching

Jaibo ain't playing

Buss shots for the man

There's no complaining

There's no complaining that

Gun finger aching

Jaibo ain't playing

Buss shots for the man

There's no complaining

Lie on me bro i would lie too

I would lie too

I would lie too

I would lie too

My G PREE THE TING

My G PREE THE TING

No escape

Escaping the mandem

No escape

Escaping the mandem.

My G PREE THE TING

My G PREE THE TING

My G PREE THE TING

My G PREE THE TING