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Jambu Jambu
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Lyrics
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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