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idontknowjeffery

Blasphemy

 

Blasphemy

(album: AMG MUSIC - 2023)


Jeffery, you lowkey hard for no reason. That shit kinda weird. Like why you snapping like that? Like you hard as fuck, man, God damn. Big hard...

Jeffrey
Idontknowjefferey, bumping like acne
Swerve through traffic, come like a taxi
Don't play with me, shit gonna get ugly
Kill all the ops, man, that shit won't attract me
You thought you a hustler, you hustling backwards
I leave when I'm done, I'm not calling her afterwards
At the gun range, I cannot skip practice
They know I get money, they don't even ask me
It's every day trapping, it's no more relaxing
A nigga want smoke on the gang, I'mma wax it
Smokin a nigga right now actually
Blast on a nigga for talking that blasphemy
Picked that bitch up and she handed her cash to me
She falling in love and she getting attached to me
Slide in the foreign getting 91 gasoline
Laugh to the bank, every day I be cackling
Step in my closet, my wardrobe immaculate
Today I got fresher than a bitch on a accident
Passing a bitch to my homie, I'm passionate
If I pull out a debit card, nigga, I'm cracking it
Idontknowjefferey, scam like an African
7 in the morning, I'm making [?]
He thought he could fold me? Trippin off acid
Smoking an op every time that I ash it
Smoking an op every time that I pass it
I can see better with Cartier glasses
Nigga got shat on, he looking all flaccid
Get a boy toe tag, wrap him in plastic
Jeffrey

Birdman and Wayne, man, I stunt like my daddy
Put 'em in a body bag, doubled a bag on 'em
Jefferey went up and made double the bag on 'em
My bitch just hopped in my beef and she dragging
[?] my jeans 1500, I'm sagging
Nigga tried to holla at my bitch and we laughed at him
You can get shot, do not think that we jackin
Nigga got shot because he thought we were scrapping
Ran to the ops and started attacking 'em
Idontknowjeffery, coming like Dracula
He found out I fucked, now he beating and slapping her
Nigga ever press me, he dying right afterwards
[?] so I just beat the crap out of him
Gang
Play with the gang, I'mma let that boy have it
Stupid-ass nigga must have thought I was just rapping
My bitch got mad and then asked me, "Who Ashley?"
Shoot him in the head, nigga went to hell fastly
Catch me a body, now I can't quit bragging
Play with my gang, then my nigga and them crashing
Yall niggas pussy, man, yall niggas sassy
Every day trapping, it's no more relaxing
Idontknowjefferey, bumping like acne
Slide in the foreign, I'm coming like a taxi
Shit can get ugly (On gang)
Killed all the ops, man the shit won't attract me
He thought he was hustling, he was hustling backwards
Leave when I'm done, I'm not calling her afterwards
At the gun range, I cannot skip practice

Jeffery

done

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