Listen to Distancia (feat. JonDaGod) by Manny Saint

Distancia (feat. JonDaGod)

Manny Saint

Hip-Hop/Rap

3,176 Shazams

Lyrics

JDG Niggas JDG, MSE popping out Ask that nigga what's the word is it true to mouth All ya niggas think I'm dirt nigga spit it out These lil niggas show face when they getting loud MSE boutta come turn the music down Walk around town you can see that there's not crown Them lil niggas ain't shit Just a bunch clowns How you a king amongst a god nigga watch ya mouth MSE I'm totin the grip but I don't need an army They riding my wave imma call it tsunami I hop out the whip and she all on my body I got her a present but she acting naughty I'm making the paper call it origami I am not a kid but I do know karate I rap on the weekends I call it a hobby Got ice on my neck but I'm not playing hockey She sucking my cock of the henny she sloppy She throwing it back on my dick I say doggy I give her a treat when her nose get real snotty She know she my girl and she used to play volley Her pussy wet so I'm calling it culligan Stroking again and again like a mulligan Put me to sleep and I feel like a sullivan Not making laws but I feel like a publican JDG NAH FUCK THAT Nigga JDG back and we love that Niggas try to do sum better run fast Yea I'm popping that perky this is not the last You know that it's JDG blade on me boy I'm cutting real deep like its surgery Niggas all on the blocks try to play with me I am the dope boy I keep the dope boy Committing sins like it's perjury niggas be doing nun but jus murdering Cold killas in the end we jus furthering Killing birdies out cus we hurd hummering Pushing the Honda yea they with me Whole crowd of bitches look like a feast Niggas be thinking they better than three Look in my eyes you gon see i'm deceased Dead nigga why its J TO THE G MSE I hop out the back and I'm sipping on ack She reach for the base but I just wanna bat She sucking my balls while she throwing it back This grip on my hip got me moving too tact I hop out the whip and my shawty dancing I did not think I would do the romancing Go on a trip i do not need no planning Making these songs got my pockets enhancing We spin through your block and we spinning for weeks My drip is a faucet I fall through the leak I'm dropping these hits and I'm going on streaks JDG with me they cannot compete Not smoking herb but my pockets they swerving Get off my page I don't why you lurking I'm not ya ex I don't know why you hurting You did me dirty I know that for certain JDG I know that for certain them niggas be acting I'm closing they curtain Rags down Put the bat to his stomach that nigga talk too much call up his surgeon PACK UP Ask these niggas who tf they talking bout Smoke em down and turn em into rolling loud Now these niggas lacking like a fucking pound Hit him hard enough to fucking spin him round It's a shame enough i have the dreams Wrap em up and turn em into trees Doctor saying lungs on its knees If i die today nigga don't grieve I'm up with the skies now Silly dreaming I'm getting too high now Told my niggas get sick with this lifestyle Cus we coming for gold nigga lie down Nigga lie down MSE Niggas be pussy they don't be on shit when I visit the opps on the grave imma piss I bust a nut I don't get her a Lyft and she asking me why listen here little bitch You just a thot that I cannot dismiss so I pass to my mans now he bunning the spliff Ya shit was trash I just had to admit and my bro said the same he just hit it and dipped I rap on the beat and my flow is legit They wanna sign me but I cannot commit The deadline approaching I cannot submit They thought I was playing but this not a skit She suck my dick and my flow is amazing Fill up her mouth with the nut that she tasting Hole in his head like a donut he glazing I talk to God I do not fuck with Satan
Writer(s): Emmanuel Saint Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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