Set Da Trend – Jerry Lyrics
Artist: Set Da Trend
Song: Jerry
Damn-damn-damn bro
FCKBWOY man, load it up, you killed this sh#t
Two or three shots, bullets makin’ ’em limbo
Setty be flockin’ the flock. he sick
I’m on the back block totin’ on sitch
Sellin’ the crack rock, feelin’ like Mitch
Once I come, put the G in the Timbos
Run up on me, send ’em up, it’s simple
Bullets explodin’, goin’ through the windows
30 and better hangin’ off the hip
Everything lame, man I lost the whip
Everything K, I be on that sh#t
Smokin’ on Kane, mix it with the Blizzy
Ride with the wock, got me feelin’ dizzy
Never be worried ’cause shooter be with mе
Shoot a n#gg# ’cause he gettin’ jiggy
Yagi B, I don’t spin in a rеnty
Why keep a chain if he don’t do the winnin’?
And you know that the flocks be with me
And you know .380 be with me
And you know that the movers be with me
Everything K, ain’t none of us friendly
Wonder why n#gg#s mention JB
Yellow got packed and no one did a thing
Mo got kicked, Kane got spliffed
What you gon’ do if you run into me?
You could die, he got duffed in his bean
Two long clips, how you double the G?
Two double cups when I’m sippin’ the lean
Pop me a Perky and geek on the beat
Double G K, JT on the tee
Smokin’ explosive, I’m high on the heat
Comin’ to the chicken spot without his heat
Kane got head tapped, what was you thinkin’?
Lah got swished, couldn’t make it to Lincoln
He was lackin’, like what was you drinkin’?
Long live J Rip, y’all gotta feel this
We still ballin’ for JB, I miss him
In a hurry, y’all f#ck n#gg# dissin’
Should be funny ’til one of y’all missin’
Hop out, stretch ’em, we don’t show forgiveness
n#gg#s actin’ like they really did sh#t
But in person, them n#gg#s ain’t hit sh#t
Call on me, she gon’ slide with a big clip
No, I ain’t Fivi’, but I’m rockin’ big drip
Chris Brown, n#gg# don’t get your b#tch hit
Free Freddy, promotin’ the violence
Smokin’ this Dummy, got a n#gg# flyin’
He got poked for a b#tch, why they lyin’?
Houdini a rat, I heard his #ss was cryin’
Two or three shots, bullets makin’ ’em limbo
Setty be flockin’ the flock. he sick
I’m on the back block totin’ on sitch
Sellin’ the crack rock, feelin’ like Mitch
Once I come, put the G in the Timbos
Run up on me, send ’em up, it’s simple
Bullets explodin’, goin’ through the windows
30 and better hangin’ off the hip
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Set Da Trend Lyrics – Jerry
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From the album:
No Ozone [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021