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Missiles

 

Missiles

(album: Jugg Season - 2023)


(DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah)

Uh, I'm blowing up, I gotta ride with missiles
Uh, they only love you when it's beneficial (Beneficial)
Girl, I'm sorry, all this money on me make it hard to miss you (Hard to miss you)
Walking 'round with all these diamonds on me and it's hard to miss 'em (Hey)
I send a hit and they won't miss 'em
Don't need no clout, so I don't diss 'em
These pretty bullets, they gon' kiss 'em
Turn 'em to another victim
Patek water
Baby Birkin for my daughter
They were sleeping, I went harder
She gon' ride it like a charter

On the block, deep in that water (30)
These niggas got batteries in they back, they need chargers (Niggas need chargers)
All that talking from the sidelines just made me go harder (Made me grind harder)
Ain't talking money, then don't even bother
They say they balling, I must be Harden
Shooter gon' draw it like he an artist

Paint her face just like Picasso
Trusting a bitch, that's a no-no
Your man, he rep for the promo
They don't have the backend, that never show
Is the love really real? You'll never know
I'ma stay rich forever, one thing I know
Bad bitch iced out to her pinky toe
Hood Fav get the 'Rari, I'ma get the Ghost

And the 30s slide, turn 'em to a ghost (Ghost)
Fuck these hoes, but you know I never really want these hoes 'cause they do the most (The most)
Tell them niggas keep it cool 'cause if they start me up, I'ma do the most
I went and got to the loot, now everybody acting unusual
Whip all black like the funeral (Hey)

Uh, I'm blowing up, I gotta ride with missiles (Grrah)
Uh, they only love you when it's beneficial (Beneficial)
Girl, I'm sorry, all this money on me make it hard to miss you (Hard to miss you)
Walking 'round with all these diamonds on me and it's hard to miss 'em (Ice)
I send a hit and they won't miss 'em
Don't need no clout, so I don't diss 'em
These pretty bullets, they gon' kiss 'em
Turn 'em to another victim
Patek water
Baby Birkin for my daughter
They were sleeping, I went harder
She gon' ride it like a charter

Hood Fav
Talk Money Gang
Nico World
Ayy
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