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Don't Look Like Props

 

Don't Look Like Props

(album: Jackboy 2 - 2021)


(Ayy, Cameron, you the man now)
(Jai Beats on the track, boy)

Walked out of jail, I told 'em they can keep my property
This shit give you bad luck, I can't take none of this shit out with me
Walked out of jail fresh to death, bitch, that's a felony
How shawty wanna cuff a G you would've thought she was arresting
Extensions on my Glock I'm out hunting after the opp
I'm not taking pictures with guns 'cause these bitches don't look like props
Now niggas really get shot, they end up somewhere dead
Send them zoes after your top, told 'em bring me that nigga head

I send them zoes after your body, told 'em snatch that nigga soul
He'll do it for the bread even though he still on parole
Ain't never been a ho, he on go when it's time to shoot
I grew up around killers, ain't have to go and recruit
I grew up around soldiers who bring pistols in the club
Ain't taking shit from me but we will give his addy slugs
My cup from the mud, my diamonds from the dirt
My nigga off them drugs, he tweaking off the Percs
He geeking out his body, you could get shot just for looking wrong
This .40 be the kryptonite for the niggas that think they super strong
This pistol take his power, have him begging like a coward
I ain't never going for nothing, fuck nigga, I'm from Broward

Walked out of jail, I told 'em they can keep my property
This shit give you bad luck, I can't take none of this shit out with me
Walked out of jail fresh to death, bitch, that's a felony
How shawty wanna cuff a G you would've thought she was arresting
Extensions on my Glock I'm out hunting after the opp
I'm not taking pictures with guns 'cause these bitches don't look like props
Now niggas really get shot, they end up somewhere dead
Send them zoes after your top, told 'em bring me that nigga head

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