TWELVE Lyrics – .223Jerm
Singer: .223Jerm
Title: TWELVE
STVNK
I dropped his body for the bread
I shot this n#gg# I shot his best friend
Don’t give a f#ck about opps or the feds
All these n#gg#s they be jockin they be coppin on my trends
We ran his house we just ran through his room
We took his money we took all his loot
I be this way ever since I was 2
Like n#gg# you ain’t gang dog who the f#ck is you
Glock with a beam
All my n#gg#s got the stock with the
I just f#cked yo thotty took all her rings
All my n#gg#s they just steal your jewelry
Let’s just take it to the bases
If that n#gg# talk and send him to the basеment
You know what I’m talkin if I see I take it
I’m givin no f#ck like it’s bacon
Evеry night every day I see em shakin
I’m talkin and you can’t see I baked it
Givin no f#ck about see you can tell I never faked it
I been the realest
You wanna talk it you already tell what I’m dealin
I’m with that kill sh#t
Pullin right back with that drill sh#t
Already seen how we spill it
If I been lookin for digits
I knock his b#tch #ss out he fidget
You can’t tell we
He a grown man
Why the hell is he talkin to b#tches
Lay his body in some trenches
You can tell I will not stop until hittin
These n#gg#s start missin
STVNK
I remember sh#t when my uncle used to slang rock
b#tch so thick couldn’t even fit in socks
I remember she used to diss me now that b#tch give me bop
If that b#tch came over then that p#ss# got popped
I can’t for you n#gg#s if you n#gg#s want war
b#tch you say nothin new b#tch I been through this before
All my n#gg#s do no knockin all my n#gg#s kick door
b#tch we shoot up the whole house n#gg#s sweep floors
I don’t need no other n#gg#s all I got is my bloods
Shoutout to my crip n#gg#s that will for the love
I been in this rap sh#t ever since I was young
n#gg# talkin out his mouth he get shot in his tongue
Couple b#tches that I f#ck be up in the same spot
Got a couple bodies drive by the same block
Seen n#gg# trip off n#gg#s from the same block
Make sh#t pop
On top and they got the game locked
But b#tch I’m
The sh#t I got caught but make a n#gg# brain pop
Got her drop cause now I can’t stop
n#gg#s can tell that I been up on topic
You smokin exotic but ain’t from the tropics
He wanna cop it I tell that boy stop it
This big ol Glock in my hand know how it drop sh#t
If I rip pop it I left him on candle sh#t
I got some things that I know you can’t handle with
I am so strapped that it look like sandal b#tch
Gotta do some sh#t I know you can’t sample b#tch
cock back automatics
We sit up in traffic
You want it just know you can have it
If you want the havoc just know how we bring it out
And I’m givin no sh#t if you hack it
We ballin so hard but you gone need some practice
That n#gg# talkin sh#t trust me we got it
I been talkin bout up the rockets
You know that we shoot shittin right out my pocket
You cannot stop it yo b#tch on my cockpit
n#gg#s gone talk a lot of sh#t
Why is that?
Cause I can tell his wallet ain’t ever been fat
It’s still with that uh n#gg# stack
I am the illest
You know I’m the trillest
These n#gg#s can’t step in the billions
The bank on the million
You already seen how I’m trillin
I’m comin through dealin
And if you really the sh#t I send his body up to the ceilin b#tch
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