Im JayD

You don't wanna beef
Ya man in a pack
If You still want static
Let's get it on
I just wanna spin
If I jump out the car
I bet that lil Nigga won't make it far
You not on shit
When I see one them kids
I swear that they don't wanna start a war
They talking that shit
Like they gonna spin
So Fuck it we just gotta get em all
Spin thru give a fuck who i hit
Rolling Dead niggas
Choking on that shit
Get up close
Nigga how could I miss
Ducking wreck
Now tell me who a bitch
Shutting down blocks
Nigga clear the scene
New whip new glock nineteen
Any nigga try to run up on me
Fuck that gotta bring an army
I'm JayD niggas don't like me
I don't fight
You get a candle lighting
I Do that shit that you rap about
I talk shit nigga come and find me
Glt bow
Now everybody scared
Rush to doc ain't no saving him
He was dead boy from lead boy
Put bullet right up in his in head boy
They get shot make a diss tracks
None these niggas wan get back
Ya mans died you ain't slide out
Why the fuck you ain't ride out
Most these niggas wan hide now
Never see niggas outside now
If you want war
Nigga come and get me
With a couple killers
With a couple semis
Pull up make a nigga dance like shiggy
Let a nigga try to fucking test me
That's 30 shots tearing thru ya renti
Stupid ass nigga shoulda mind ya business
Do a hit then we switch whips
We switch blicks
Then it's back to spinning
Do walk up
Do pop ups
Let a nigga try to think he playing with me
This 30 shot make em diddy bop
Bump into them kids
They gon catch it all
You can try to run
But he don't miss
Better pray to God
You don't trip and fall
Ain't shit sweet
In these damn streets
That's another body if he claim the beef
Don't pop out
You get shot down
Biohazard gotta go and clean the scene
You don't wanna beef
Ya man in a pack
If You still want static
Let's get it on
I just wanna spin
If I jump out the car
I bet that lil Nigga won't make it far
You not on shit
When I see one them kids
I swear that they don't wanna start a war
They talking that shit
Like they gonna spin
So Fuck it we just gotta get em all
Spin thru give a fuck who i hit
Rolling Dead niggas
Choking on that shit
Get up close
Nigga how could I miss
Ducking wreck
Now tell me who a bitch
Shutting down blocks
Nigga clear the scene
New whip new glock nineteen
Any nigga try to run up on me
Fuck that gotta bring an army
I'm JayD niggas don't like me
I don't fight
You get a candle lighting
I Do that shit that you rap about
I talk shit nigga come and find me
Glt bow
Now everybody scared
Rush to doc ain't no saving him
He was dead boy from lead boy
Put bullet right up in his in head boy



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Writer(s): Jarrett Dulcine
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