Lyrics Rainbow Six - JPEGMAFIA

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Boolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you should know I got the straight drop
Boolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you should know I got the straight drop
Boolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you should know I got the straight drop
Boolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you should know I got the straight drop
Pull up on yo block with the pistol
Slap you up n*gga little boy just dismiss you
I don't give a f*ck right punch its official
I don't give a sh*t little n*gga you need tissue
For your f*cking face
Cause it's full of the blood
Blood Bloody Bloody Bloody Bloody Bloody Blood
Smack you f*cking up
n*gga I take a stub
Grab you f*cking up n*gga
Put you in the trunk
Vertically n*gga I take you to the dump
Me n*gga I -
What you n*ggas want!
Got that thang in the trunk!
What you n*ggas need!
Pills
Crack
Coke
Weed
I don't wanna hit em with the K (Lord forgive me I'm sorry!)
I don't wanna hit em with the K (Hit em all in the body!)
I'ma have to go and be the bad man
Baby I'ma put him in his place
I'ma have to do it to you baby (I just caught another body!)
I'ma have to give him something 'mazing (Hit em all in the body!)
Tell 'em when I'm talking to my baby
Coolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you know I got the straight drop
Coolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you should know I got the straight drop
Coolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you know I got the straight drop
Coolin' on the block with the Glock c*cked
And you know I got the straight drop
It's the young alt-right menace
What a pistol to a pennant
Treat a writer like a senate n*gga huh
Surface level n*ggas never get it
f*ck a rating and a cynic
Always talking never living n*gga huh
I don't make no music for these n*ggas
Say they wanna be a critic
But they cannot take no critcism, huh
n*gga we the junkies they the dealers
I be rapping
They be triggered
You be writing
I'm a killer
n*gga What!
f*ck is this song?
f*ck is my whip!
f*ck up your streams!
I got the rips!
Skinny and paid!
I'm Taylor Swift!
We at your job
Catch you on shift
n*gga you gone...
I don't like you.
n*ggas don't want it.
Lord forgive me I'm sorry
Hit em all in the body
Lord forgive me I'm sorry
I just caught another body
Hit em all in the body
I had to get some money
I don't wanna be alone
It's so hard for me to trust you baby
I'm around you baby
I got so much on me
40 I'd drown you baby
I don't wanna drown you baby
I just wanna love you baby
I got too much for me
Oh my god I'm so weak
Holy f*ck, I'm lonely