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On the interstate swerving in a tesla, seats so jammed packed we got no room for extra. We the bois fuck the opps, we dont care bruh. We ride
Only Two People That I Really Trust & I Mean That S**t I’m So For Real If I Get Jammed Up Then I’m Sticking To The Code On God I’ll Never Squeal
shoot thirty thirty We just tryna stand up my partner got jammed up Then jammed up and jammed up and jammed up again I moon walk no Steppin I jet like
Count my rings last dance Niggas still hating gahh damn Ain't got paper gahh damn You got jammed you and yo man That ain't me Too lowkey All this year lil
And I just pray I don't get jammed up and land up In the backseat of a cage cart in handcuffs While I'm doing what I have to do I just pray I make it
me! Okay, but jammed like them jelly, wait wait, got stuck in that peanut jammed like them jelly, wait wait, got stuck in that peanut jammed like them
the glock jammed I had a promag I can't do no lyin up in these verses Bitch came with a bag but she don't know she leavin early (Gotta go) She done got a rich
Please don't tell me you love me, if your love don't last forever. Hopin' I don't get jammed, Cause that lil time gone last forever. Told my dog keep
privates in and that is a wrap! We just jammed our privates in our privates! ‘Cause we’re so exotic, so exotic baby! We just jammed our privates in our
(name) Let my nuts hang on 'em (hang) Niggas get jammed, they sang on ya (sang) Nigga said tripping, bang on me (bang) Gang gang gang gang gang on 'em
outside have your weapon in hand Cause we might go to jail, but we'll never get jammed Nothing lasts forever stack as much as you can And when
brave strangers As we fought and we tumbled through the night We were players not arrangers As we jammed till the dawn's early light Swimming in the big
weed, pills, lean jammed in a fanny pack Nigga, you look like a bitch in your fanny pack, I got a stick in my fanny pack Turn my fanny pack to a xanny
got jammed up and did a little time Would you still be the woman who gon' hold it down Through the hard times And the cloudy days Would you stand
Talkin' all that shit, but get your bucks up Bucks up, my AR got jammed You niggas lucked up Run up, chasin' niggas down You might get done up Funds up,
watching Run, run, hit the gate, D's yelling "drop it" Niggas getting jammed up, better that than a jammed up His momma said a few words to her, he was
watching Run, run, hit the gate, D's yelling "drop it" Niggas getting jammed up, better that than a jammed up His momma said a few words to her, he was
is static Her signals have jammed up my mind Houston, we have a problem Between her heart and mine Mission Control, all systems were go But I'm lost
watching Run, run, hit the gate, D's yelling "drop it" Niggas getting jammed up, better that than a jammed up His momma said a few words to her, he was
jammed packed like The Masquerade Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday Tell them young niggas grind 'Fore you gon' knock someone down
watching Run, run, hit the gate, D's yelling "drop it" Niggas getting jammed up, better that than a jammed up His momma said a few words to her, he was
in the middle of the day Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade Know a few real ones ain't gon'
The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles The car is an oven and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we
The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles The car is an oven and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we
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