Текст песни Jus Dont Kno - ProhJect

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Ayy, bitch I'm back to work, can't let them knock me off
Ayy, hundred rounds in that drum, I bet it knock ya off
Ayy, hundred rounds in that bitch, I bet he make no sound
Ayy, we done came this far, it ain't no stopping now
We done came this far, we tryna make it to the stars
He think he got one up on me, lil' pussy boy, theres still tomorrow
And I'm still rocking with my team, they by my side, they never gon' fall
And I'm still rocking this white tee, no CDG, I rock Chrome Hearts
He tryna walk in this bitch like me, I swear to God, boy, please don't start
She tryna come through and fuck on the team, lil' bitch, say let's, she know we stars
I'm tryna come through and slide in a beamer bitch, you know that's who we are
I'm tryna put dick in Georgina, slut her out, then make her ours (Yeah Georgina)

Ayy, we finna go so far, they just don't know
Ayy, I don't even give no fuck I'm in my mode
I'm about to blow this pack, yeah, you know this super strong
We finna go spin back, just to send that lil' boy home

Get him fucked up, blick, blick, done told you stay distant
Stay inching, got too much to say, but never mention
You mad we winning, it's fact not fiction
Play dumb, play gun, he a victim
Want beef, I stand on it, both feet, I land on it
Don't speak, my hand gun got it
Wipe my tears with a fifty in my pocket
Don't get nauseous
You ain't never been on no boss shit, that ain't motion
Let's go band for band, no commotion
(Woah, Woah)
(Woah, Woah)
(Woah, Woah)
(Woah, Woah,)
Yeah, going far, that's for certain, need to release the fucking curtains
We done made it now, they can't feel it, so we shade it out

Ayy, we finna go so far, they just don't know
Ayy, I don't even give no fuck I'm in my mode
I'm about to blow this pack, yeah, you know this super strong
We finna go spin back, just to send that lil' boy home

All these niggas tryna see exactly what I'm on
High fashion, every time we walk into the mall
If I die today, then all my niggas suiting up for war
She do bad flips on it, I'm just looking at her woah
We just tinted up the whip so they can't see us slide in traffic
I'm not tripping bout that bitch, cause this lil' chopper automatic
I make more than him, so I ain't really worried bout a back end
I make more than him, so I ain't really worried bout what happen
Why she choosing, huh, why she choosing, huh
Tell that bitch to come through, let's make a movie
We gon' go so far, that's why they mad, and why you losing
I'm about to put him on his ass, he thought he knew me

Ayy, we finna go so far, they just don't know
Ayy, I don't even give no fuck I'm in my mode
I'm about to blow this pack, yeah, you know this super strong
We finna go spin back, just to send that lil' boy home