.223Jerm – RETRO ELEVENS

.223Jerm – RETRO ELEVENS Lyrics

Artist: .223Jerm
Song: RETRO ELEVENS

Retro Eleven just what imma step in
f#ck on yo b#tch but I finger her with a weapon
So many demons you might need a blessin
I’m in mansions

Skirt off the lot put a b#tch in my mentions
Feds tryna catch me cause I got possessions
If you come to the block better come with corrections
Who better than Uno I see my reflection

I’m smokin lay with Kami
Just got a body send that to his mommy
You want a problem cause I got that tommy
.223 got a Glock and I got a shotty

That b#tch on my dick but I don’t want her to call me
She still got wet tsunami in the lobby
Perc 30 in her drink call me Bill Cosby
Everytime I’m with the gang I’m like what b#tch?

And these n#gg#s always postin on somе sus sh#t
Why these n#gg#s always b#tch and whinin on sh#t
I just f#cked that b#tch I put in hеr stomach
Beat that p#ss# like a n#gg# throwin punches

And these n#gg#s wanted war so when I pull up now they started walkin up in some crutches
Big straps like I came with the taliban
I be geeked up like I’m poppin hella xans
All these n#gg#s want the features so I’m chargin dollars and dollars like I’m chargin hella bands

Quick hit like I came with a scope
And that b#tch suck my dick till she choke
All blacked out with my f#ckin locs
And I came with a cannon and a pole

Play with the gang imma have to pull the Glock out
Big #ss gun we ain’t fillin out no n#gg#s out
I ain’t really f#ckin with these n#gg#s like an asian man
Hammer c#ck em back and it’s bustin out my f#ckin hand

Call me new b#tch Dwight cause she the box out
b#tch I’m in the trap so you know I got the Glock out
Sprayin at his feet then It make him do the runnin man
b#tch I got a hunnid pounds of in the mini van

Hoes ain’t f#ckin kick em out I can’t waste time
Dick in yo draws my sh#t hangin off the waste line
Run up in yo sh#t masked up like the taliban
b#tches wanna f#ck because they know I’m stackin hella bands

I got all these rides in my crib like a carnival
All them clowns in yo set n#gg# you must a carnival
Dick in her mouth and she lickin on my peehole
n#gg# beef with me we gone put him in a deep hole

I just pulled up with a strap like a fest
Sold all this dope and I still ain’t think he at
n#gg# at the then I’m cuttin off his bloodline
Fly her in my hand the facetime

n#gg#s payin 300 on the net to see a butthole
I’m a real pimp n#gg# I get nothin but butthole
b#tch in my crib and she finna get her back blown
Next time she hit my phone I hit her with the dial tone

Ice in this b#tch turn this hoe to a igloo
Carry the stick too if we got an issue
Choppa go clip on yo ear like a pitbull
Aim at yo clique hit you and yo b#tch too

Glock on the side of me that b#tch gone die with me
None of these rivalry n#gg#s gone ride with me
South west the side I be
Doo doo doo doo I go in and out bada boom bada bink

I’m in the studio with 223 and uno
Drug get so hot is still turn into pluto
Told all her friends now I look like a socio
None of these rappers can say that they make me

Half of these n#gg#s out here gotta pay me
Don’t try to sneak diss better save me
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From the album:
RETRO ELEVENS [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020