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Jambu Jambu
Jambu Jambu
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Sittin' outside the Lamb truck I keep a motherfuckin hammer I keep it up, tryna make a hit a banger I got it, I got the hits on my planner Thought I was done that's not what I was gon say Look at the sky wonder why everything gray I gotta keep it up at my own pace Yeah, ran it up lil bitch, yeah I got the motherfuckin loot and I ran it up lil bitch yeah I just ran up like a milli yeah, ran up like a milli yeah I don't even know what to say, ha ha ha, don't know what to say today I just be rippin up the coupe today I don't even know what to motherfuckin say today Tick tick tick that's the watch on my wrist Tick tick tick the LV on my waist Tick tick tick I ain't got time to waste Straight to the top lil bitch and I'm keepin it haste Straight to the top lil bitch ain't got time to waste Ain't got time for fakes no time for snakes Rippin' the coupe lil bitch don't play with me Don't talk to me been here all day Not gonna lie I be dreamin of, toppin the stage Yeah, but right now I gotta get out of these basics Basic, why won't you say less Pointless, I hope it's pointless Painless, I bet it's painless yeah Sittin' outside the Lamb truck I keep a motherfuckin hammer I keep it up, tryna make a hit a banger I got it, I got the hits on my planner Thought I was done that's not what I was gon say Look at the sky wonder why everything gray I gotta keep it up at my own pace Is it because that I'm twenty? Everything feels so empty yeah I gotta count my pennies Am I winnin? Probably not gotta stop lyin Go to the moon, go to the sky, but first the ceiling Can't even lie, can't even choose on what my will is Had to choose the right one to play with my feelings Goin all the way to the top, touchin the ceiling Yeah, gotta go forward gotta start believin Yeah, running my own race, catching up my pace Think I'm number one, I'm the only ace Gotta give me some time, gotta get me in my space Get out my face for once, I got a goal to chase Sittin' outside the Lamb truck I keep a motherfuckin hammer I keep it up, tryna make a hit a banger I got it, I got the hits on my planner Thought I was done that's not what I was gon say Look at the sky wonder why everything gray I gotta keep it up at my own pace
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