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Jordan Winford
Jordan Winford
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Premeditated murder, bitch, I keep that on my mind I know his time ending soon, I sit back and recline These snakes, they watching every move, can't slip up and rewind When 12 start asking questions, born deaf and born blind Y'all niggas really been doubting me, whole time been after me Used all this fake love, then got streams, keep watching me Like I said, y'all can't compete, do it all for the family Sit around the table ina year bitch, we gon' all eat Bitch nigga tried to do me wrong, his main bitch just hit my phone I'll leave yo name on a tombstone, see all my diamonds they two tone Walk'em down shot and hit shit, headshots we never miss How could I be pussy when you ducking, you illegal, bitch Premeditated, I'm underrated, my consistency is not complicated I made a move and y'all niggas waited to been true to me See, I'm never faking, y'all playing games, not naming names I'm taking off like a airplane, yo bitch throwing that ass back And she wetter than a damn hurricane, this the new me Fuck the old vibe, we gang bang with mob ties Serve him up with a side of fries, pussy niggas been rapping lies Pushing P and I ain't, talking perks, bad bitch, I'ma make her hurt If you think I'm cuffing you, bitch, please, you better put in that work Bitch, we run it all like I'm the sum of the light All this money come like Everything exclusive for my dogs, you know we run it all like Pushing all this weight behind this wheel, I damn near part of the nerve In the vet, I turn the traction on, I'm cutting all the curves Thick little bitch, my type, ain't seen the face, just need the curves New money, got a new flame, don't approach her now, you might feel the burn Got a whole hundred round drum out of this gun, bout to threw my arm out Bitch, you begging my name, watch when I stand, know that I come out Ask tomorrow to go skirt out of this life, you better pardon me Looking out of the rearview, see these blue lights, go follow me Go wax on, I'ma wax off, I been working silly, break a backbone Chopper, get the tripper, take your back off, I never ever take a tag off While you acting up, got a wrist see, I'ma return her back to the streets While you back on my top now, I be walking what I talk like Bitch, we run it all like I'm the sum of the light All this money come like Everything Xclusive for my dogs, you know we run it all like
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