Bulletproof
JG, Wifisfuneral
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Ayy, turn up ayy, turn up Sippin' lean wit' a tech yeah, yeah Ayy, ayy uh, ayy, yeah, yeah Ayy, I'm a gravedigger (Woo) , rob my plug right in his face, nigga Eight figures, harder than a bass trigger Play different Diamonds like a mountain with a lake in it (Okay) Niggas' steady penny chase pimpin', boy I got it out the mud so out The mud that's why the face different (Okay) Bitch, I pour the eight inside the Two, that's how I'm built I'm a loser out of guilt Hol' up, pussy taste like pop, pop, pop Coca Cola He want pressure I'm like, stop stop stop You don't know me homie Okay, yeah, I'm riding in My Benz, I'm swerving Had to pull up on purpose And my purpose worthless Who can merge this hurt and Know one things for certain, pop A pill I get worser, pop a pill I get worser Yeah (yeah, yeah) Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new In Neiman's blowing stacks cause It's fun to do, yeah See that in my eyes the shit I been though I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new In Neiman's blowing stacks cause It's fun to do, yeah See that in my eyes the shit I been though I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof Run it back shit this so smooth Rappers talk shit that they don't do I talk bout shit that I go through I feel that shit in my soul too That shit I kick it like Goku Chill with your bitch on the Roku She get 'bout wet as a whole pool Hit then she whip me up soul food (O oh) I'm on they head, I'm on they head I hit an arm, I hit a leg I need the bread, I needa check Coming for me, come up correct I go collect, pay me respect I just might put your ass in debt I just don't f*ck wit' all that talking Weigh out the options, we gon' be popping Man, I just wanna be free Don’' tell me what I ain’t gon be Close your eyes like you ain't gon' See my shine man we Really on the up this time lowkey I don't give a f*ck if y’all don't see I don't give a f*ck what Yall don't see, yeah, g Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new In Neiman's blowing stacks cause It's fun to do, yeah See that in my eyes the shit I been though I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof Demons on my back, that ain't nothin' new In Neiman's blowing stacks cause It's fun to do, yeah See that in my eyes the shit I been though I don't wanna die, I feel bulletproof (Okay, okay, okay)
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Written by: UNKNOWN WRITER, JARREN BENTON, MICHAEL JONES
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